Lavy Country

Hello, again...

2011-08-19T06:36:00.000-07:00

Booo! You thought it was dead didn't you :o) I think it was and I just revived it. Was totally the nurse in me just couldn't let it suffer any longer. So does anyone visit blogs any more?? Just in the mood to write and may start it back up. This is a test. This is only a test.... Will I see anyone at the GREAT DARKE COUNTY FAIR tonight? I've got to go run so I can enjoy a bite of elephant ear - yum!

Where does the time go....

2010-03-27T15:29:00.000-07:00

Just sitting here thinking of all the changes, happenings, etc. since that last post. And really, it goes so fast... I transferred from a job I had had for about 13 yrs. It has been a good change but a hard one to make. What keeps us from stepping out, from going beyond our routine and comfort? I guess if we knew it was going to be good it wouldn't be so hard. So, overall is it uncertainty? But look at how much we would miss out on ... if we never stepped that step....
Brooklyn started preschool. Wow, that was a tough one, too. It is so hard to deny that dependency on mom. Would I want it that way forever? Of course, not, but still very hard to walk that hallway away from her knowing your baby is feeling that fearfulness of change. Ultimately, she likes it. She gains courage. She has new friends. She has another positive mentor in her life - her adoring teacher. And, she loves to come home and tell of her ventures. We have started building our new house. What an exciting and at times overwhelming feat. We have spent almost a year in our little house. The things you learn about yourself when you take away some of the "extras". The things I took for granted. That is so another story, but at times it has been painful to learn I am just spoiled rotten. Our family has gotten to know each other a little better washing and drying dishes together :o)
If last year was the year I learned a little more about people then this year has definitely been the year I've gotten to know myself a little better. Just when you think you've gotten things figured out..... never. I hope all is well and you can see the things in your life that make you smile instead of all the nonsense that is going on around us. Life is good - you just have to shift your focus at times.

SHE WON!!

2009-10-17T09:54:00.000-07:00

Freezing weather was soon forgotten as this intense game got underway. Tied 1:1 first game of tournaments went to shoot-out. Nail biting to say the least. They went through almost 15 shots before we won. Yeah! Lauryn was one of three goals in the shoot-out. The other team made two. Way to go "Blue Thunder"!! On to next game.

Successful shot during shoot-out

Defending - what she does best

2009-10-09T06:54:00.000-07:00

Lauryn's school had a very special event several weeks ago. It was called "Hike and Serve". The theme was showing the hands and feet of Christ to the community. It started early in the morning as the Jr. High and High School students made their way to various business and homes where they were to "serve". The elementary students went to a nature center and hiked and prayed for their fellow students that were serving - that God would help them to be "salt" in our world. It was such a neat scene as we all gathered in the gym afterward. Yes, it was a bunch of bright orange and I think they were a very bright spot in our town! I loved it. I was so proud of who they were and Who they represented.

The beans came off this week. Lauryn and Brandon came home from school this week to find Mark out on the combine. They were very eager to get out there with him. Thanks Mark they loved it. Lauryn would rather ride on a combine than go to King's Island - and that's no joke!

Looked out one morning and found this.... Still in jammies. Pink and purple from head to toe.
Brooklyn and Mia takin' a morning ride - on the deck :o) And she was singin' like a lark. Made me smile.

Of Dogs, Weekend Getaway, and a Birthday party - all in a weekend!

2009-09-10T18:39:00.000-07:00

It was Pet Parade at school last Friday. We just happened to have six Beagle pups to participate in the parade. We opted for them over Crazy Daisy or Luck the horse and I'm not so sure the chickens would have done so well. So, the pups were the obvious choice being the perfect age - old enough but not active enough to vacate the wagon :o) Here they are drying in the sun after their baths and nail clipping.

Oh, and they had to sport school colors! We made them little jerseys.

The hit of the parade - the pups!

Another cutie - sporting his OSU colors!

After the parade we had some tired little pups. I think they slept where they landed in their carrier. It was a fun day.

Home away from home - Gatlinburg, Tn. Was some nice r&r!

Cade's Cove.

Friends celebrating Heather's Birthday. What a nice evening. Hope you had a great time, Heather!

Take me a ride in your big green tractor

2009-08-07T08:10:00.000-07:00

This song is so my Wayne....
This is him doin' what he loves to do....

2009-07-30T22:50:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday to my dear Brooklyn Elise. You've brightened my world. Love you to the moon and back. Your smile is contagious and your energy is endless!!

Then.....

First one....

Third one.... second one was on the computer that crashed :0(

Fourth one.... How time flies!

2009-07-25T08:50:00.000-07:00

The last two weeks have been a reminder of the fragility of life, uncertainty of tomorrow, and the blessings beyond number that I take for granted. When my heart breaks and there are no words to say as has been the case - God is our refuge. This song has been going over and over in my mind. Hope it helps you wherever you are.

2009-07-02T13:40:00.000-07:00

I really love the Chicken Dance but enough is enough. Almost four months! We live. We are well and alive. So much....so, little time. I find myself sitting here at my mom's with a second or two waiting for my girls and wanted to say - "hey". Well, during the past several months we "danced" right out of our house into a little farmhouse on 22 acres - a little more out into the country. We had bought it with the intention of farming it and renting the house out, but little did we know.... We sold our house and moved ourselves right into that little house - all 1200 sq. ft. of it! It has been an adventure to say the least or if you ask Brookie she would tell you - trial and tribulation more like it. No three year old wants to be told she doesn't have room for all her toys and when it came down to it she just didn't like the house. Her being the littlest one you would think it would matter the least to her - but maybe she just has the strongest opinion.
I wish I had more time, but I only have a moment and wanted to share what has been happening. The other weird thing is besides just being busy I have had the strongest dislike for getting on the computer over the past several months. I feel it is dissipating and feel the urge to write and communicate once again - shoo, glad that is over.
I have pics I'll try and post soon. Meanwhile, everyone have a great 4th of July. Go wear your colors with pride.

2009-03-08T14:24:00.000-07:00

Lately...

Lauryn had an art project chosen to be on display at a Young Masters exhibit. It was quite an honor she was told as only a few were chosen from her class and would be included with the public and parochial schools. Her piece that was chosen was a watercolor - Zig Zags. Way to go Laurynardo!

Outside the historical home where the exhibit was held. Beautiful.

Several weekends ago we took a quick trip to Amish Country in Holmes county, Ohio. Sunday afternoon saw these Amish youngsters taking a chilly stroll up the lane. I, again, was in motion from the truck.

A deer farm. Odd looking deer.

One of the fun things to do in Amish country -- eat! Great food and friends at Amish Door.

This week Lauryn went into business. She has begged her dad since last year for some chickens. This week we made the plunge and purchased 10 chickens for her. They are hers and she keeps track of the profit - eggs and sales, along with the care. You can place orders now with Lauryn's Layers :o). Here she is with her first dozen. For details contact Lauryn. We probably have Mike and Kim to thank for this - Lauryn gathered eggs at their house when we stayed with them. Actually, I have found them intriguing and I love having the eggs.

2009-02-03T16:30:00.000-08:00

Here's for LJL and Dudley. The beloved, rescued Comedy Barn Dogs performing.

If you ever pass through Pigeon Forge, Tn. check out the family friendly Comedy Barn.

Here is the routine that Steve participated in - I know this has been circulated around, but it does give you a good laugh.

This is the ventriloquist that is truly amazing. He did an act with a pelican that was great.

This is he with Willy Nelson and Julio Iglesias. LOL

2009-02-02T15:38:00.000-08:00

It is hard to believe that a short six hour drive took us to this -

Glorious it was... Warm, sunny, therapeutic to say the least.

This was our attire ~

Notice no hats, scarves or mittens!

But this is what we went through to get to that haven.

Poor Blue Grass was Ice Mountain!

Look at those trees bowing.

My attempt at taking a picture of a ..... barn. Missed it!

And, then, it was gone. And in it's place -- green!

Steve, I'm so sorry. You were a good sport about it! Our entertainment for Holidays to come.

The girls taking to the stage at The Comedy Barn.

What a fun, fast trip! Now back to Ohio and school and work....and cold!

2009-01-29T14:37:00.000-08:00

Come on go with me to get Lauryn from school. I'll show you our snow. I've got a great truck that loves snow as much as I do. Here we go onto our road.

Next road - more snow.

There's a neighbor blowing snow off his drive. Guess that's one way to do it.

More snow. Better slow down for the stop sign.

This guy thinks I am crazy - I may be crazy. Looked like a good picture.

A cornfield. Nice red barn.

Hey, uncovered road!

Love this bank barn.

Gotta love these guys. Although, I'm pretty sure he's plowing the side ditch....

I like barns. We have lots of barns around here. Have I ever told you when we built our house I was actually more excited about the barn then the house. I know - as I've already mentioned - I am crazy, but that is just the way it is.

Oh, look what it is another barn. The cows are either in the freezer or maybe in the barn...

Cute little snow-covered house. We're getting close....

They're going the same place as us...

Looks like the interstate is clear.

We're here!

Sitting in the care line. Look at that guy raking icicles.

Pooh! Hey, we've started moving. She should be out soon!

There she is!

Back home!

Thank you my trusty stead!

Hope you all enjoyed your ride. My husband is going to kill me. Nice knowing you all. I really did slow down and it was just a matter of pointing in the general direction....

Pics from Christmas week

2009-01-07T21:47:00.000-08:00

Giving hugs along with a JD hat for Christmas.

Grammy and her big girl

She looks like a NRA poster child!

Christmas spirit in living flesh. My aunt June loves Christmas.

Love this picture of these two. She may look just like me, but she's her daddy made over!

If you see these two together - run and I mean run the other way. What one doesn't think of the other will. And these two would be me and Steve made over. What fun they have

Another one that loves Christmas!

I'm dreaming tonight of a ....... would love to know.

She is my sweet baby.

2009-01-01T21:57:00.000-08:00

Hey, you want to get under the Mistletoe?? Waaaaayne??

Why not? 18 years and we can still get under the Mistletoe!

Little smooch....

Big smooch! L-O-V-E, Babe!

First....

Happy 18 years together!

This year will mark the year that I will have been married longer than I was not. Now that is a little thought provoking....

This year was a little tough. Someone said you'd have them every now and then. Glad I have you to go through the tough times. Thank you for your never dying love. You're the best. I love you. Now let's dance. I know this is not your music, but I love this song and just one dance, pleeeeease.

Next......

Happy New Year!

Thank you Kent and Krista for a great New Year's Eve. We had a great time. Oh and almost forgot....

As promised..... Had a good laugh as K&K perform a Challenge during the game Would You Rather. That was pretty funny. Thanks again!

2008-12-19T06:18:00.000-08:00

Aretha won for sounding most joyful to me! She can sing it. Go ahead you can turn it down the rest of us will loosen up and show some joy!

Joy in my world!

2008-12-18T10:13:00.000-08:00

Wow! It has been a really long time since I've logged on to Bloggerville. Life is good - actually it is beyond good is it full of blessings beyond belief.

Before I get started - yes, Luck is back. Ashley (who was leasing him) went away to college and he came home. For the longest time after his arrival Brooklyn upon seeing him out in the field would say to me - Mommy, Lucky's home, Lucky's home! and then later on - Lucky's still home, mom. I love having him give life to my barn once again and yes, getting out in 20 degree weather to feed and water a horse shows just how much he's loved.

Last week - what a great week.... Lauryn turned 9 years old!! Let's just leave it at - NO WAY! Can't be. I just brought her home the other day. Couldn't do much more than cry and sigh every time I looked at her - I will never forget those first days of being a mom for the first time. I am so grateful for my Baby Lauryn and now big girl.

Lauryn and one of her best buddies - Hanna - having fun on stage.

Steve is back home!! Our family is beyond happy. The reunion of he and his family was priceless. We needed no other gift for Christmas! Thank you, God. My heart breaks for so many others that will be far apart from their soldier this Christmas. May God be near and comfort their hearts.

Welcome home ceremony for Bravo Battery on December 9. Piqua, Ohio

Later that night celebrating Lauryn's B-day @ Chuckie Cheese's

I now have a houseful of kids - priceless. From the ending of the last paragraph and the beginning of this one the bread has raised (I'm baking cinnamon bread) Four of the seven loaves are done! Two of which have been delivered and the other two almost consumed. It doesn't take long :o) and the kids are home. So, that's all for now. Merry CHRISTmas - as Lauryn would say. Enjoy the season.

Snow!?

2008-11-18T07:50:00.000-08:00

I'm not sure I'm ready for this...

Yesterday....this....

then....

and of course she couldn't resist that.....

she did come back in and put her shoes on.....what a bad mother....what a child....oh, to be free to act on those impulses....to love and live fully....
Sigh... - while I put away laundry, I'll think about running out in the snow barefoot and care-free, uninhibited by my stuffy adult "suppose to"...

Look for the "moments". Don't pass them up.

Within each moment there is a "choice".

Music

2008-11-13T06:54:00.000-08:00

Music compliments of ~ Wayne. And for the record, yes, I'll go with you.

I know this is a little early for me to be posting, but I came across something that I wanted to share and I just happen to be totally by myself. I should be studying for my cardiology exam, but I had to do some work online and you know how it is...

Here it is and fast.

I am officially a "Daylight Chaser". Don't get it?? Think about a verse in the Bible that goes like this -

As long as it is day, we must do the work of Him who sent me. Night is coming when no one can work. while I am in the world I am the light of the world.

~ Jesus

John 9:4-5

I'm trying to make the most of my daylight. Here's what I came across in this book. Take a deep breath....this may hurt.

We have defined Holiness through what we separate ourselves from rather than what we give ourselves to. I am convinced the great tragedy is not the sins that we commit, but the life that we fail to live.

You cannot follow God in neutral. God has created you to do something. It is not enough to stop the wrong and then be paralyzed when it comes to the right.

I am saying "ouch".

We don't hesitate to point out when someone is offending us or not living up to "standard", beating them down or away. Let's see... last time I checked God's still in charge and the Judge. I want to do good. Show God's love and leave the rest to Him.

By the way I purposefully left the title and author's name out. I would like to finish it before recommending it. So far, it's good, really good.

2008-10-23T07:33:00.000-07:00

I wrote this post a few weeks ago and let me just give you a brief synopsis of what has happened since then. You may somewhat understand why I've been detained.

Wayne shot another doe.

I attended part of Youth Challenge with my friend and guest speaker - Stephanie. She did an awesome job speaking about purity to the girls. God spoke through her. An awesome job on a tough topic - we need more or it.

Was beat in a 5k by my husband, daughter and friend and all I really cared about was finding somewhere to puke after I crossed the finish line. Don't really know what was going on beside the fact that my little Myoplex shake didn't sit too well. We all finished within seconds of each other. It was fun. And, I was so proud of Lauryn who took 1st place in her age group! Wow! This is like the second largest race in our area. Very proud of her! Stephanie - thanks for all your attempts at keeping my mind off my aching belly! You did awesome. Your high altitude training showed.

I finished my cardiology class - just have to take the final and I'm officially a telemetry nurse - oh, yea! (I'm being so sarcastic) I will forever be a pediatric nurse. I like taking care of hearts less than 21 yrs old and that are in bodies less than 100 lbs. But a recent change has me working (on an infrequent basis - thank the Lord) with old people and yes, old is anyone older than 21 yrs. - when it comes to nursing.

Gatlinburg weekend getaway with some great friends and family. It was beautiful. I'll post some pictures someday, but until then check out Katie's. Oh, guess who I found in Gatlinburg.....

FRED!!

This girl doesn't give me very many good poses . I think these would be some of my favorites. (from Gatlinburg)

We were without water - again! (Remember Ike). We finally determined it was a broken pump. The water was still there for which we were truly thankful. We would rather replace the pump than have to drill another well! We were several days without water and two days after getting our water back our kitchen flooded. Unbelievable! Dishwasher put on a display - the likes of Old Faithful. I stood in my kitchen wondering what next?

I have a new niece - Sophia Lynnette - congratulations to Michael, Beth and big brother, Isaiah! Wayne was able to visit her

and the reason I have not been...

Brooklyn had an ear infection that resulted in blowing her eardrum. Poor baby she has taken to the habits of my "old people" - talking really loud and saying "what" a lot. She is feeling much better and now Lauryn is sick. That is all for now - gotta get some kiddos down for a nap. Here's the old post.... You all have a great week.

About 2 yrs ago which was actually 2 weeks we were invited to join Melissa and Taylor on a church outing to Brumbaugh's Farm. It was a ton of fun. Then Friday, we went on a kid's camp out sponsored by our church. What a great bunch of kid's workers we have! Our kids love you (and we do to). Thank you for all your sacrifices. Yes, we stayed in a tent. Our kids were warm and never complained the first time. Wayne and I froze and I am still thinking of the walnut that made for a restless night. It was strategically placed let me tell you.

Saturday we ended soccer and football season and attended a Harvest party. It was a great October weekend.

Lauryn way to goalie! - Blocking 9 of 10 goal attempts first quarter! We're proud of you.

Ryan, great season! - Championship title- all that practice payed off.

2008-10-21T06:08:00.000-07:00

It was about 7 p.m. last night when the phone rang, someone knocked at the door and I was simultaneously doing laundry and fighting the urge to go to bed for the night. My hubby was spending the evening on a local farm in the woods bow hunting. I had warmly said - hope you enjoy yourself as he left -- he did recall that later. Soon after leaving my Lauryn predicted that - he'd get a deer tonight -- He did and that was one of the phone calls. He soon arrived with deer in the back of the truck and just as perky as I would expect one that had had a great Fallish evening sitting in a tree stand that was just a mere five minutes from home, taking a great shot on a nice size doe and then having the shortest drag ever getting her back to the truck. It is just the thing to do mid October. Well, one daughter was all about going with dad and when the little one learned that the big one was excited she was immediately interested and the dad agreed to take both to the check-in station. Mom was fantasizing about folding laundry then sneaking off to a quiet bath and sleep...sigh. Then with boyish excitement and manly accomplishment in every move - which I wouldn't stifle if my life depended on it. I love it when he's lovin' life - He looked at me and asked - "Do you want to ride along?" With my yes I dashed my quiet bath but completed his night with affirmation from his wife. Admittedly, I wasn't as enthusiastic as I wanted to be but it was fun and as we were in the barn struggling to get her hung up with the help of John Deere. I couldn't help but be somewhat amused at life. I think it's easier to go with the flow some days and enjoy the current and scenery rather than fight it and attempt to make it go the way you think it should go. Gotta run - I have an Olympian gymnast hopeful in my family room and Leonardo's marker was just confiscated. Have a great day!

2008-10-11T13:07:00.000-07:00

Here's what happens when you take last year's pumpkin seeds and throw them in a field of horse hooey. Lauryn did pretty good as a pumpkin grower. We didn't have to buy any pumpkins this year. And yes, we did make a pumpkin pie from fresh pumpkin. It was OK, but I'm sure that there are better breeds suited for cooking, but we had to try. She ended up with over a dozen pumpkins. Way to go girl!

Here's our 3rd cutting - yeah. Pretty site. Didn't get such a good picture. Would have helped if I would have gotten off the deck. Have a great day. Hope you can get outdoors and enjoy.

He's back!

2008-09-29T07:00:00.000-07:00

First of all, I was a little melodramatic in my last post. I was intent upon pulling the heart strings of one Wayne Lavy - in absentia during the Great Wind - Ike. It worked - he came home! But we did have perspective and knew that there were others that had it so much harder then we did and my heart went out to those. So just wanted to clear that up - no pity party here. We have recovered after 5 1/2 days without electricity. We are powerized, hydrated and I'm back in the arms of my hubby - so we're very fine. I would like to say many thanks to my mom who housed, fed and watered us for several days. Then, Candy who did the same. Melissa who stayed out at my house very late one night helping me clean out freezers, refrigerator and more - not a fun job without running water. Steve, Buffy and kids who picked up a trampoline that had scattered to the ends of the earth! Uncle Paul who helped me haul water to the herd. Candy and the boys for help with clean-up and everything else. I am blessed to have a wonderful family that is nearby.

Happy Fall y'all! I love it! The combines and tractors are coming out of the barns. Orange, brown and red are the colors of choice. And the ovens are turning out apple this and pumpkin that. I feel the need to have a huge fall party with hay rides and bluegrass music.

My Monday started out with a two o-clock potty break - for Brookie. Followed by a family of coyotes getting a little close to the barn and there setting up choir practice much to the aggravation of Daisy - our lab. I drug myself from my cozy den and hung myself a little far out the window (like those several inches are going to make a difference) and yelled at all of nature - "NO.....NO." Actually, it was directed at Daisy and she did shut up. As ornery as she can be she does listen in the middle of the night to that emphatic "no". So, then on to 6:30 a.m. - putting together a plant project. Yes, I was clipping a stem from a barberry bush in my jammies in the dark for my 3rd grader so she could finish. There were extenuating circumstances this week that I felt responsible for otherwise I would have slept in and hopefully taught a lesson that I wished would have broke me at 3rd grade from procrastination. I do think there is hope for her being she has so much of her dad's personality. All said and clipped and glued and labelled - it was done before leaving for school.

Do you ever think of the split second that changes your life forever? Well mine wasn't so life changing but one moment I have two angelic beings sitting before me consuming warm apple cinnamon oatmeal when the smaller of the two looses balance and goes from knees to hiney in a blink. With that blink out came an arm that made contact with the warm apple cinnamon oatmeal giving us warm apple cinnamon oatmeal showers in the kitchen. I looked at the embellished oak chair legs and carpet and contemplated a picture to savor the moment. Quickly dismissed that as stupid and started scooping up the fresh ground covering. These two will turn your day upside down but quickly upright it when they look at you with innocent eyes that are begging forgiveness. I'm just a kid. I'll grow and learn. And, I'll remember these days and how you reacted. Did I have time to laugh and play? Who's really going to remember the stained carpet anyways?

Next was concerted help doing the laundry. Brookie was to gather towels and throw them in the washer. I sigh as I realized the armful she deposited in the wash were clean towels. Well, it's not even noon.... What a beautiful day..... I think we're going outside. Have a great week!

2008-09-16T19:38:00.001-07:00

Day 3 - It is dark. There is no water. My children and I roam - searching for a place to lay our head, a warm shower, a flushing toilet, water to take home to our herd. We find our needs met by the friendly, homey abodes of Grammy, Candy and our neighbors who offer water to the thirsty. We must go on. We know there is a brighter day. We draw strength from each other.

And..... here's my precious husband. VACATIONING in the BEAUTIFUL ROCKY MOUNTAINS. Love you, Babe. We're actually doing well. A little tired of living out of a suitcase, but we're fine. The girls are loving all the company and different beds.

Here's my man with the cow elk. For more descriptive writing about the trip and pics of my brother-in-law who sliced his head open in a four-wheeler accident - see Mike and Kim under my blog links.

2008-09-15T17:17:00.000-07:00

These are for my man who's in the quiet of the mountains. Free from care, worry, and WIND! Awaking to homemade cinnamon rolls, strolling up the majestic Rockies, and bagging an elk with his trusty bow and arrow (with the help of his Hoochie Mama - of course). Yes, he harvested a cow elk on Saturday. Congrats, Wayne. Now get your sweet little self home and rescue your girls! Actually, we are faring well. We're tough and resilient. We're swaying in the wind - without water and electricity. We miss you and do look forward to your return. Love you. Be safe. See you soon.

2008-09-08T08:35:00.000-07:00

Hey, y'all! Are you loving this beautiful Fallish weather? It's gorgeous. It could only be better seen, felt and inhaled from the western slope of the Colorado Rockies....

sigh..... wink..... uuuuhmmmm - Wayne..... are you enjoying yourself?? Yes, that's right he and his Hoochie Mama made the long journey this past wknd to track down, lure, or maybe just stumble upon the elusive Rocky Mt. elk.

I miss you already - but have fun and be safe. Kim keep us updated - bring us right there to your front door via your blog. Oh, the wonder of the blog, and picture phones, too - quite unbelievable if you think about it.
OK - I don't have much time and I'm already wordy. I wanted to share something and let you know I'm still ducking and running through my weeks. Just to give you an idea - with the start of school also came new job orientation, two weeks of company - which I might add was a total blessing, soccer season and that's pretty much enough to cause the most settled, sane person to become slightly unravelled . But in the mist of it all there have been quiet moments to cherish, smiles and laughter to extinguish the mounting stress, and a family that in the middle of the storm has learned to dance in the rain! That is my new favorite saying for the week - Instead of waiting for the storm to pass - learn to dance in the rain.
This is what I wanted to share -
Lauryn's school recognized her as

Student in the Son-Light, for being S.A.L.T. in her world.

(Speaking, Acting, Looking and Thinking like Jesus)

This award is to encourage our students to live out a biblical worldview today. Our school vision is that our students will be salt in their world now, from Matt. 5:13. S.A.L.T. is identified as to Speak, Act, Look, and Think like Jesus. The students are nominated by their teachers for any of the following areas:

-R2G2 (respect, responsibility, gratitude, genuineness)

-Fruits of the spirit (Gal. 5:22)

-S.A.L.T.

-Demonstrating positive character qualities

-Developing their God-given talents with excellence

Here's what her teacher had to say -

I would like to nominate Lauryn Lavy because of the awesome way she has adjusted to a new school situation as well as the character qualities she demonstrates! This is Lauryn's first year at our school and she shows excellence in her approach to her schoolwork! She is responsible, prompt with assignments, and participates well in class! I can always count on Lauryn to know where we are and what we are doing...and ready to go for it! Lauryn invited her cousin, Jessica, to visit us and share about her life as a missionary. Her obedient, gentle ways are such a great example for us. I Peter 3:9 says, "Be tenderhearted, be courteous...that you may inherit a blessing." I am certain you have had, and will have many blessings for such ways! We Love you!
Mrs. G.

Congratulations Lauryn! May you always be S.A.L.T. in your world. Love you so much!

I have so much to share, but the grass is growing and I have a day off. So, grass I must mow. I'll catch up later. For now I leave you with the challenge to dance in the rain as well as in the beautiful weather - like in the mountains, like Julie Andrews - Wayne - you lucky dog! The girls are keeping your side of the bed warm and Brooklyn kicks a little harder than you!
Hurry home - elk in tow! love you

2008-08-27T16:22:00.000-07:00

This is just a quick - We made it! - through the first week of school post. What a week! Lauryn continues to make me so proud. Brooklyn is going through an adjusting phase. She broke down at the babysitters the other day - I MISS MY SISSY! I miss her, too, but it has been exciting hearing about school and fellow students. I was at a parent meeting this week and was sitting in Lauryn's desk next to the parents of the kids she sits next to - trying to feel like a 3rd grader again... what it must be like facing life at the age of 8. Brings me to my next point - what's been on my mind this week. This week was the one you face with your head down, brace yourself and go for it. Or maybe duck and run and just hope you get yourself into next week unscathed. Yes, I was feeling a little overwhelmed. Wayne assured me it was going to be ok - husband's perspective. Mine was a little more along the lines of - AAAAAAAHHHHHHGGGG! How?! When!!?? Where?! Just as the last glimmer was shortening - came the message - "I'll furnish the grace if you'll furnish the man". I don't have to have all the answers - just be available to be used by God. I gave it to God - he didn't fail. I was canceled from work one day, other days things just seem to fall into place. I'm glad I'm in His hands. What a safe, quiet place to live. God's grace is good for all.

Welcome to the Third Grade, Lauryn!

2008-08-19T07:45:00.000-07:00

Friday we went to Lauryn's new school to take a backpack full of supplies, see her room, find her locker and say "hi" to Mrs. G. It was very exciting as she carefully placed her text books and school supplies in her desk and looked around at her new classroom. Lauryn loves organization and structure and seeing this orderly classroom, looking over her schedule of gym, art, music, library and computer has made her very excited about starting the 3rd grade at her new school. I can't help but be excited for her.

So, today was the day.... It was the first day of school - that she has started without me being the teacher, the aid, the lunchroom monitor, the gym teacher and principle. I had so many mixed emotions, but in the end I swallowed the lump and gave her a reassuring grin and felt my heart midst the ache swell with pride as she braced her shoulders and walked bravely in the classroom. She was immediately met with a warm hug from Mrs. G who introduced her to a fellow 3rd grader who will be sitting next her. Thank you God for huge blessings that may seem small to some. So, with that I left. We have chosen with God's guidance to have Lauryn's educational, spiritual, and social experiences aided by this school. I pray that everyday helps you toward a life that is Christ-like, educated and fulfilled. I love you and miss you already - let's see I can pick you up in 2 hours! Have a wonderful year, Lauryn!

Happy Birthday to my Brooklyn

2008-08-04T06:36:00.000-07:00

A long time ago in a far away land lived a little girl with her parents. She had cats and dogs and even a horse but nothing could compare to a sister of course. She asked her parents and mom said pray. And pray she did most every day.

Meanwhile back at the ranch...just a few miles away, some family had a terrible day. A fire started in the hay. And when the night was over the barn was no more and a poor little pony had a terrible snore. The winter was coming and the nights were cold and mean. The poor, little pony became quite lean. So neighbors we were and a rescue for sure for the poor little pony who needed a cure.

Meanwhile away from the ranch...was the farmer in charge (Wayne) he had taken a job away at large (??) Very far from home The wife and daughter missed him so much. On weekends they stayed in touch. UNTIL - the day the news came ...the wife had someone to blame! She jumped in her truck and drove all the way to that husband of hers who had romped in the hay. She drove to that far away job site the news she must tell to Mr. Right. Her face was glowing and his work was slowing as she shared the news he said - That is great! To dinner they went to celebrate. Then back to the ranch the wife did go. Her heart (and belly) a glow!

In summary...because quite frankly I've lost my motivation to rhyme (feeble attempt that is was)

The weekend came and brought the husband down the lane. oh, no. I can't help myself . The news to relay to the sister who prayed. The flush of pink to her cheeks the twinkle in her eyes her prayer had been answered she did realize.

37 weeks and 60 lbs later that mama gave birth to Brooklyn Elise ~ She's our answer to a big sister's prayer and we're very thankful for her. Happy Birthday ~ Brooklyn ~ my big 3 yr old(July 29) I can't believe it has gone by so fast.

ooooh, ok about the poor, little pony -- to appreciate the significance of this you must read the Story of Luck, but anyways.... We took the pony in to help him mend and shortly after that I found out that I was expecting Brookie. The name of the poor, little pony - Chance. :o)

I know God and God alone provided the miracles in my life, but it is interesting the path that takes us there.

Yes, this is a puppy collar. She said she was the puppy. Where's the leash? is what I want to know...

With grammy after the party, playing with some presents.

Just one little taste....

Lately

2008-07-21T16:59:00.000-07:00

Working for the night is coming...

This is the field that goes with the farmhouse that was our winter project -- remember that one? Soon after we bought it we planted it in wheat (yeah, like I had so much to do with it) - that was last November. And, now you're seeing the fruits of the field. Mark and Wayne (with Sherri's help) were combining the wheat in these pics. Beautiful amber waves of grain. The straw left behind was baled over the next couple of days and it is there I missed the best picture. It seems we have a family (or two) of snakes living in that field. When the straw was made into bales some of them got baled, too. Wayne was standing on a very high wagon loaded with straw when he was tossed one such bale. He looked down to see a snake looped, squirming to get out. The tail and head were both stuck in the firmly packed straw. Having nowhere to go - Wayne grabbed that writhing snake and flung it. I can't imagine... my brave, tough hubby - who absolutely hates snakes. Someone - who probably should go into hiding placed one of the days kill in Wayne's truck. I think he's still suffering from post traumatic stress disorder! Just kidding - but I would have liked to seen that.

Lauryn learning to mow. Doing a fine job. Do we need a traffic light??

The latest

2008-07-07T20:09:00.001-07:00

Working back from the latest - I'll try and catch you up with what we've been up to.

Today is a pretty special day in the lives of Wayne, his parents and siblings. It is the day that his mom was born and then on the same day thirty years later delivered twin girls - yes, on her birthday! And what a present that was after having four boys! I think that is one cool story, but made for one tired mama. I know the boys were a big help, but wow - I just can't even imagine...

But that isn't the end of the story... One of those boys (his wife, actually) gave birth to a baby girl on July 7th. So, now my mom-in-law has a granddaughter that shares her birthday too. What a day! Happy Birthday - Connie, Beth, Amy and Breanna!

Bre and Brookie (riding shotgun)

We, also, had another treat today - met some good friends at Friendly's! Yummy! and enjoyed the fellowship, too.

Hope everyone had a wonderful 4th of July. It is one of my favorite Holidays. I love America and what our founding fathers stood for. We are One Nation under God. I am thankful for the people who more than self their country loved and gave all that I may live in this land of the free and home of the brave. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. God bless America!

We enjoyed the day up at some Lavys. Thanks for the invite LJL! It was great. And you don't ever have to worry about me saying that word again... unless that certain offspring of yours does that certain thing again...I'll try to watch it :o)
Yep, she's the one! I think...

Grandpa showing Brookie how to play. I think she's tellin' him that this might be the best way.

"I'll just sit here and throw them in."

Good placement - Brook!

What a site! Some of our first cutting headed off on a wagon. Thought that was one good looking truck! Cut, baled - no rain - thank the Lord! And sold to the man in the cool, tough truck its an 8, its a 9 its a 10 I know!... excuse the John Michael Montgomery coming out in me.

Wayne was baling hay and we were at church camp. What a good camp. Was so nice to see fellow bloggers. The speakers, singers, and children's workers were among our favorites! It always goes so fast. I came away challenged and encouraged.

Steve came home on leave a couple of weeks ago. We crammed so much in that week - had lots of fun. We miss you so much. Next time its for good. Can't wait.

So that brings me back to my last post - the triathlon. OK - the odds - one of us was going against Dr.'s advice related to Strep throat. The other had just been through some physical issues that had interfered with training. And then the bike... The bike I usually ride - my husband's mountain bike. Well, it came up with a tire ailment that made it impossible to ride and I didn't have the time or patience to look into it. So, I was planning on riding my mountain bike - not good on so many levels, but had put the need (want) in God's hands - timidly asking Him to work it out - please?! There were people that had offered their bikes in the past for me to use, but I didn't want to ask. After all I'm supposed to have my new bike by now - we're just having trouble getting connected. I was leaving it in God's hands and asking him if it were to be someone would just offer. Christin and I talked towards the end of the week and she asked if there was any bike news and when I told her no she assured me she was still praying for that offer to come through. Needless to say I was pretty doubtful and just planned on reaping the consequences of my ill-preparedness. It was late Friday night - the evening before the race - we were at my aunt and uncle's house. Conversation drifted to the race and out of nowhere my uncle said "I have a bike - you are welcome to use. It's a pretty nice bike and I never ride it". It turned out being much nicer than what I had and got the job done! I couldn't believe it. I know most people can't imagine - but I guess I don't expect you to understand. What I've learned is that I expect God to have the same response as most people, but you know what - He doesn't. He loves me with a love that surpasses understanding. He gets me - completely. I don't have to explain, justify or make up excuses. He doesn't give me what I deserve, but blesses me with a little reminder of his endless love for His creation - me. Thank you, God and thank you Uncle Paul. God is good.

2008-06-14T14:51:00.000-07:00

Today was a great day! Overcoming overwhelming odds we actually made it to the race and finished in good time. The day was perfect - the water was brisk and high, the run long, the bike -- well, I call it my eleventh hour answer to prayer bike, but I don't have time for the whole story now. I just wanted to let you know - We did it! And it was a great experience. 25th annual West Milton Triathlon - 4 mile canoe, 5 mile run and 17 mile bike. Thanks Christin for a memorable experience! We fought back and came out victorious!

This is for Wayne who made me promise to wear a life jacket and would have preferred if I hadn't done the canoe at all since the water was so high. No need to start looking for that replacement wife yet, Babe.

2008-06-03T09:18:00.000-07:00

Sharing "Living Water" from the "Well".

"Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the Lord loves rests between his shoulders."

Deuteronomy 33:12

What a great thought - just sitting on the shoulders of God. Plowing through the high grasses and brush, plodding up the hillside, blazing through the firy furnace I am perched up on his shoulders - safe, restful, content.

This quickly brought to mind this snapshot from last summer - the Great Darke Co. Fair. Taylor and Brooklyn safe and out of harms way up on their daddy's shoulders.

Here's what's been happenin'

I guess some like chaos - we found one of the cats in the midst of puppy madness. What a site!

Those puppies are growing faster than you - Brookie! Thank goodness!

Who did what?? Goofy kids! Yes, those are clothes pins on their noses. He's his daddy's boy! :o)

Yesterday buzzin' around town we stopped at this cool fountain. We refrained from jumping in but it sure was a great day for it. We settled for the mist cooling our faces. Me and my clones! One got my looks the other my personality. They'll be ok - I made it :o) so far!

Hope everyone is doing well and enjoying the blessings of the Lord - look they're all around you! :o)

Week in Review

2008-05-17T07:23:00.000-07:00

Happy Mom's Day to some wonderful mothers. We love you!

My mom

My mom-in-law

Our church's Mom of the Year

We love you too!

We were all enjoying tea at the parsonage. Although, I was inclined to go in a ball cap or my cowboy hat - it really was fun. I need to be more in tune to my feminine, refined side :o)

Life can be a bear....

But sometimes being a bear is not all that bad...

We had a beautiful day for the zoo last Saturday. We so enjoyed it!

This character erupted into being one night during a Clue game. I really do believe it was the Mrs. Peacock - maybe looking for a tea party?? Lauryn and I had a good laugh. I should fear for my life after posting this.

My thought for the week was taken from the book The Shack by William P. Young. I was reading it one day and these words hit me like a lightning bolt and have been with me ever since. The lead character, Mack, has been tormented by some devastating happenings involving his little girl. Life for him and his family has never been the same. After receiving what appears to be an invitation from God to come back to the shack, he makes his way back to this haunting place. God the Father, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit await him. This passage is part of a conversation between Mack and Jesus.

"Jesus?" he whispered as his voice choked. "I feel so lost."

A hand reached out and squeezed his, and didn't let go. "I know, Mack. But it's not true. I am with you and I'm not lost. I'm sorry it feels that way, but hear me clearly. You are not lost."

I know I've heard similar words again and again, but it was a comforting reminder. Like shattering glass, sirens, and blunt force trauma I heard the words anew - God is with me and He's not lost. I can feel lost. Can't see the end or know which way to turn, but God is not lost. Hear me clearly - you are not lost!

2008-05-08T22:40:00.000-07:00

Thank you for the helpful suggestions regarding my aching head. I am happy to report that my head is feeling much better and is still attached. After five days of unprecedented headache I went to see the Dr. A Toradol shot and MRI was on the orders. The Toradol treated the symptoms but I know that God treated the cause. Let me share the blessing...
After the shot my headache broke but pains would come again and hint of worsening especially if I let my mind dwell - can I just refer to my current rough times as the Darkness. The Darkness would overshadow and I would feel my head and spirit begin to spiral downward.
We unexpectedly were treated to a trip to North Carolina. You better watch out what you write in the comments. We just might take you up on it - Candy. Thanks to my in-laws for letting us tag along. And thanks to our family in NC for a wonderful wknd. I was distracted from my darkness during the wknd and upon returning home felt it suffocating me again. Tuesday I was near despair, careening for air, enveloped with the darkness when God spoke. If it had been audible it would have been no more clear - I will give him perfect peace who's mind is stayed on me. Peace. How I wanted peace! Think on Him. He will give me peace. Him - the giver of true peace. Darkness waning.... Him - creator of me. He cares about my hurt, my helplessness. Him - I'll think...I'll surrender to Him. The clouds break. A flood of peace surrounds, embraces me. I feel set free from the darkness. For the first time in days I feel the burden lifted.
I have since then felt the chill of the darkness - the glare of Satan as I bask in my new found peace but I think on Him - I dwell on Him and the burden comes not to rest on my weary soul but is held at bay by the Protector of my being. I cannot explain nor comprehend the power of God, but I know once again God has extended to me only a mere strand of what is available in His stores of peace, grace, and love. On that strand I have been lifted above doubt, turmoil, and despair. God is so faithful. I can't begin to adequately tell of His goodness to me.
You are getting the real me. I'm not one to fake all is well when it is not - I'm in all honesty just not very good at it. It is easier to just be real and hope that in being yourself and telling of your struggles - as we all have sooner or later - someone will be aided in finding their way back to peace and happiness through God.
I would like to thank my dear Aunt June for handing me a devotional the other day - Meet Me at the Well. What timing! She said "I think you'd like this". So far, she's right. What mom, wife, woman in this day couldn't use a dowsing from the Well. I feel I have been to the Well and what a difference it makes.

Back flash

2008-04-29T17:17:00.000-07:00

I wanted to share some pictures from the last couple of weeks. Several weekends ago Lauryn and I volunteered at a hospital event - Teddy Bear Clinic. It was very fun for both of us. She did so well. I was proud of my little pharmacist tech. The goal - acclimate the child to going to the doctor. The child would bring the pt. (teddy bear) to the doctor and go through the steps just as they would do at their Dr.'s So, after being assessed and the diagnosis made they would come to us - the pharmacy to fill the scipt. The diagnosis - "Bubblitis". The cure - a bottle of bubbles. The instructions - "Blow bubbles with your Teddy one time a day". It was great and you should have seen the looks on some of those kids faces. It was a nice day for Lauryn and mom. Look who brought "Bear" to see us. I hope Bear is much better, Madeline. Thank you for stopping by.

We were happy to have Wayne's cousin, Jason, and his family (minus Jess :o( ) stay with us during I.H.C. One evening we had a most of the family over for snacks and fellowship. That included Steve and Linda who also came in for the convention. It was an enjoyable time. We look forward to seeing Jason and Joanna again this summer Lord willing. Although, Jason, I think Lauryn will bolt the door if you don't have Jessica with you this time :o) It was nice having you with us. Y'all come back now - ya hear!

Puppies up date - and Uncle Lowell "dem r puppies". Is that how that goes??

Wayne doing what he does to destress. I wonder if he would get the same effect from anything but a John Deere? We've mowed two times - Oh, glorious Spring.

And just so I'm not leaving you hanging from my last post - I guess my several bad days have turned into a week, but I'm hanging in there and thankful for God's faithfulness and goodness. Tomorrow is a brand new day. At this point I'd really like to wake up without a headache. I've never been one to suffer from migraines, but I guess I now know first hand what that is all about. Any ideas especially alternatives to medicine I would gladly take right now. I really do hate medication, but I guess I would never say never.

I'm sending a smile your way and hope you see the blessings in your day in a brand new way.

2008-04-22T08:28:00.000-07:00

You know, life is just full of hair-pin curves, detours and sometimes drop off cliffs. The sun is shinning - you are basking in the warmth and seemingly out of nowhere it starts to rain, hail and earthquake. What was steady and sure underneath is now rattled. At first you remain motionless - surprise and shock turning into reality. Gingerly you start to move - toward the "rocks, the unmovable" - attempting to gain steadiness. Disappointment gives way to disappointment and just when you don't know where your next step or grasp will be - you feel a familiar place - It was there hidden beneath the "rocks". I now come in full contact with a surface so strong, so sure that I fall against It bearing all my weight - unaccustomed to the strength and shiftless foundation. I regain my bearings - I can focus - I can pray for that is all that is left. The total dependency on the Foundation leads to fervent prayer and sweet relief as you feel the doubt and uncertainty give way to trust. This renewed rest in the Foundation gives me assurance that my life is in His hands and He holds tomorrow.
The last several days have been somewhat rough - I know you can probably relate. I'm hoping this will remind you from where our strength comes! I recently read the words of Jim Cymbala - "I discovered an astonishing truth: God is attracted to weakness. He can't resist those who humbly and honestly admit how desperately they need him."
Is that why I have felt the shifting beneath my feet? Was I basking in the sun too comfortable to really depend on God, leaning too hard on my rocks? For anyone out there that may be in the same boat - God is in control. He still reigns. Let's pray for God's strength, grace and wisdom during difficult times.
(I want to add - I thank God for the "rocks" in my life. I don't feel they have forsaken me and I hope they know I haven't forsaken them, I only need to draw from God's infinite store of grace and strength.)

It's finished!

2008-04-13T19:15:00.000-07:00

We had a moment of - "now what?" Saturday when we walked away from the farmhouse. It is in move-in condition and our tenant was doing just that. Wow! I can't believe it's done. We have more work to do later, but we're done "living there" for now. My man has put so many hours into this place. I have know idea what has kept him going - of course it might of had something to do with his very supportive wife and work crew :o) A picture is worth a thousand words. So, I'll let the pictures talk.

In the beginning....

And when she slept - we worked....

Working on school work...

Do you know how many times I painted that?? I have no idea - I have put it very far from my mind, but I still have KILZ on my body to prove I did it.

Ta daaaaa! I tried to match them up to the before pictures. Sorry about the glare.

The end !

It's green!!!

2008-04-04T06:34:00.000-07:00

I looked out the window the other day and almost stopped my "Calm's" heart at my over-excited exclamation - Look the grass is green! I truly was ecstatic. I can't wait for all the green and spring blooms. She replied with something like - Yes, I see.... it's green.?? On the other hand my "Wild" would share in my excitement even though she may be totally oblivious to the reason.

The puppies are growing so fast. The girls love them.

Easter pics. This is just the perfect look for my wild - cowboy boots on Easter. I looked and looked for brown dress shoes.... I like the boots.

Hello

2008-03-26T20:28:00.000-07:00

OK OK I'm really sorry, but I've just had a few things keeping me from the laptop. I've had brief moments in which I've tried to keep up with you. So, I thought I'd just let you know I'm among the living. You know when you think it just has to slow down or you may ..... life takes on a whole new level of speed and somehow you manage to stay afloat and actually adjust - rebounding from one day to the next. Well, that's me right now. I'm going to post something I wrote last week and just didn't finish. In the meantime... Lavycountry has increased in population by three puppies. It was a rather traumatic birth as she delivered a bit premature by our calculations. As we were preparing to leave for church last Sunday we were abruptly halted and quickly transformed our house into a beagle neonatal intensive care unit. All said and done we have three little healthy, fat puppies.

Steve came in from Texas this past weekend. He had a whole two days and then it was back to base and lock down until he's deployed to Kuwait. It was nice to see him and can't wait until he's back again.

Racing season is here. This thick winter insulation that I've accumulated must go. First race in about three weeks. AAAAAHHH! I'm undecided at this point if I'll be joining the team for that one, but I have started the training. Oh, the pain!

That's it for now. Hope you all are well and please whoever is enjoying some Spring-like weather PLEASE, PLEASE send it my way. I need it so badly. Catch y'all later.

2008-03-14T00:28:00.000-07:00

When life gives you this....

Make these.....

There are benefits to being snowed in! In a feeble effort to keep up with my fellow bloggers I am posting a picture of the result to my labors in the kitchen. Oh, they were so good with our Sunday dinner. And, too, I am just so sick of that other picture I have had glaring at me for too long! This was the snow and dinner rolls from this past weekend.

There is a herd of deer that have been frequenting the back of our field. They're pretty small in the picture as this was taken from my house and it is a long way back there.

Since I'm so far behind which just seems to be normal lately, I'll give you some quick updates.

Gatlinburg last month was wonderful. Me and my hubby headed for the mountains all alone! What a pitiful site we were - just the two of us with nothing more to do than whatever we wanted to!! It was great. We missed the girls and were very ready to see them, but we were thankful to have the time together.

We have been pretty occupied lately with the renovation of a farmhouse. I'm fairly sure neither one of the girls will be a painter or drywall hanger after this is all over, but there is one two year old that has mastered the scaffolding! I'll post before and after pics when it's done.

This is my busy time at work and I usually take advantage of it being that I would rather work in the winter vs. summer. So, I've picked up a few more days during the week by taking on a temporary part-time position. I like to think of myself as a stay at home mom with a job, because for the most part I can stay at home when I want because I schedule myself. And, I also like to think leaving your kids with responsible, Christian influences will add to their character. And, maybe it is because I have a tremendously rewarding job that I really do love. Uh, oh! Hold on a minute while I digress. I just have to share. I have the best job ever. I know what most people say about peds -- "How can you stand it?" "It is just too sad". Well, kids are kids even when they're sick and they need someone to take care of them and yes, I've gotten paid for playing games, singing Barney and the Wiggles, and just recently donning a birthday hat and celebrating with my dear patient in her room - complete with a goody bag. Kids are so tough. They are so forgiving - I have had to start IV's and poke and insert tubes and at the end of the day when it's "all done" - have them jump in my arms and give me big hugs. And, they have given me so much more than I have ever given them. When you see kids faced with death it keeps your life in perspective. You don't forget to thank God for good health and the ease of breathing. OK - I'll quit. I have so many stories, though. Well, maybe if you're interested I'll have to drop one in every now and then. I just thank God for the privilege of touching lives through pediatric nursing and the blessing it has brought to me.

Where was I......?

So, our lives have taken on quite a pace these last several months. I know people get so tired of hearing "I'm just so busy". I get tired of saying it.

Before I headed into work Monday we had some fun time out in the snow. How strange it was being hot and playing out in the snow. We had to take pictures of us in our t-shirts out in the snow. Beth and Isaiah joined us for some 4 wheelin' and snowman building. Didn't post the t-shirt pic - use your imagination :o)

Oh, I'm such a dork - that is the second time I've used that word today - see I told you I didn't finish, but this is just a representation of my life lately. At least I gave you some idea what I've been up to and I no longer have to be greeted by that crazy picture!

Breaking the silence

2008-02-13T07:23:00.000-08:00

Runner-up for the SI Swimsuit Cover

Now the secrets out. You know what I've been up to. Personally, I think it was a pretty tough call. Oh, what a mood I'm in.... It's the February ailment I experience almost every year. Last year we headed down to North Carolina about this time and what a therapeutic treatment it was for my ailing spirits. T-shirts and playing in the park - it was great. Don't take me wrong. I love winter and snow. It is the in-between that sends my spirits nose diving.

Joking aside - that is not what I've been up to. I on the other hand have been just attempting to keep up with all the things moms do. No big races, no extravagant trips, no huge accomplishments, not even a great buy on a year's supply of toilet paper. But, maybe it is in the eye of the beholder .... Because, while just surviving and maintaining is not big in your eyes it could be pretty significant in my 2 and 8 yr. old's eyes when the flip side of maintaining is no fresh laundry in their drawers no home cooked meals and in our case no school. So, while my spirits drift a little this time of year it only takes a sweet note from my "Calm" or an "I love you much" from my "Wild" or surprise flowers from my hubby and it makes my heart smile and combats these cabin fever blues head on. Oh, and the other element that is sure to put an end to my gray days of Winter is a weekend getaway to a remote location with my handsome man. There are benefits to having your birthday and Valentine's Day side by side.

If any of you are like me and need a bit of sunshine -- here's what I have to offer.

God sees the storm from the other side

He knows the lessons learned and just beyond the clouds He sees clear skies

He speaks peace to the raging storm, when peace could not be found

He already sees the rainbow when we see only clouds

words from He Already Sees written by Dianne Wilkinson and Joseph Smith

Now that has to brighten your day! It did mine. Hope all is well and you take joy in all the blessing around you.

Mobilization Ceremony for Steve

2008-01-05T16:43:00.000-08:00

Friday was the call to duty / mobilization ceremony for my cousin Steve. Usually when introducing one another we just say sister and brother. It just seems more appropriate since cousin denotes distance and brother - closeness. But anyways...., it was with mixed emotions I attended the ceremony. A part of me swelled with pride while the other half cowered in fear. As I saw the group of soldiers - dads, husbands, boyfriends, sons, and brothers march in I felt so much emotion. I managed control of the urges within me to scream, yell, cry. We were all safe in that high school here in the cozy US of A with our little symbols of freedom being waved freely. They our American soldiers were within reach. I could catch a glimpse of him down there on the third row. And, if I caught his eye and gave him some familiar goofy look he would gesture back, but he in a matter of hours he would be leaving. No longer in my grasp, out of view, away from the security of this great nation and on - head on to enemy territory. I know many are anticipating his arrival and he will be their hero, but the shadow of the enemy clouds my optimism. I took hold of the determination and grit displayed on so many of their faces - the least of which not being that of their commander. He, with a look that could stop you dead in your tracks - swore this troop was ready for their mission, they would be successful and meet us back here for the hero ceremony next January. I know he cannot guarantee the future, but everyone knew exactly what he was saying and that positivity and God's grace is just what is going to keep my head up and looking forward to the day he comes back to my house for cookies and lasagna. Until then, I'll be praying for him, Melissa and Taylor everyday and flying my flag a little higher as my freedom just became even more dear. I love you, brother. Come home safe.

Wayne's space

2007-12-30T21:54:00.000-08:00

One of Wayne's favorite things to do this time of year. And you can't get it done better than with several good hounds. Here's to Wayne and the Pastor and the three hounds that had a good day of rabbit hunting last week. Wayne has fond memories of past times with great friends and good beagles. What a life - a man and a couple good huntin' dogs!

I often thought Wayne was such a deprived little boy, hardly knowing any "fairy tale" stories. But, one he knew quite well was Fox and the Hound. I almost fell off my chair one day when he started singing the words to "I'd rather have a dog than a dollar". That's my man!

17 years today!

2007-12-29T07:55:00.000-08:00

It was the summer of 1989. I was preparing for GBS. I would be leaving in several weeks and on my list of things to do was the "breaking up" with my boyfriend. We had been friends forever and had went "steady" for the last 6 months or so. And now the obligation befell me to release "him" since we would have to endure a long distance relationship and that would be fair to neither of us. His response was short and simple - "but, I love you". So, I said are you sure and he never said anything that he wasn't already sure about and we stuck it out. Him making the trip to Cincinnati almost every weekend of the school year to pick me up and make his presence just in case anyone had any doubt about me having a boyfriend :o)

Senior trip to Gatlinburg in May of '90 was quite a trip especially after my Wayne shows up with Randy (my best friend's beau). We happened to be horseback riding at the time. I'll never forget coming out of the woods to the clearing to see Wayne and that Monte Carlo SS in the parking lot. Needless to say - I did almost fall off that horse.

That weekend we managed a short drive by ourselves. Wayne drove me to a park, parked the car, turned in his seat and with a voice that wasn't quite as confident as usual popped the question. I will tell you I was immediately in shock. All I could think of was - I was still in high school! And my life begin to pass before my eyes. And after it stopped rolling - I knew he was for me. He would love me forever. And I said.......yes. Wayne said that was a long pause.

We planned to have a Spring wedding which turned into a Winter one due to exam schedule (I was in college), but hey, that shortened the engagement by several months and that was good. Living the lifestyle we chose to live - long engagements are not a good idea.

We went back to Gatlinburg on our honeymoon. Two kids with aspiration and determination, enough love for the whole world and enough energy to run there if we had to. We had about $300 to our name, no reservations and too young and in love to know any better.

Seventeen years later here is what I know -

You can still be in love after being together 17 yrs

You don't exactly feel "in love" everyone of those days

It's not all about getting but a lot about giving and at the end of the day you realize that while giving you end up receiving much more than you could have even asked for

There is great reward in making a strong, loving marriage - it doesn't just happen it takes work and sometimes hard work, it has been well worth the effort

I may not have seen my worst days, but may be I haven't seen my best days either.

I love you, Wayne. I thank God for you. I'd say - "yes" all over again. And, maybe this time I wouldn't pause :o) Thank you for 17 wonderful years. Now, on to the next 57! Meet ya in the hay, 12:00 sharp!

Catching up -- again

2007-12-14T22:08:00.000-08:00

I have had my share of computer / online trouble lately. The USB modem being the latest of the issues. Oh, well, it's not like I have had a whole lot of extra time anyway. But... I do have one very important announcement! My little miracle baby that I referenced in the last post, is now 8 years old!! She was born Dec. 9, 1999. My due date for her was Jan. 1, 2000. Yes, I was projected to have the "millenium baby". I can remember one maternity shirt I had said "a baby like this comes along once in a millenium". Not only did my dates point to exactly Jan. 1, but so did ultrasound after ultrasound. In my mind I just thought it was God's way of letting me know every thing was going to be ok - giving me such a significant due date. Although everyone else thought that is was just so cool - a hospital was one of the last places I wanted to be on the much anticipated "Y2K". Mariah Carey's "All I want for Christmas is You" was my theme song. And guess what.... After working a 3-11 shift I woke up around 6 a.m. the next morning and was greeted with that wet feeling that you only hope and pray doesn't happen on Sunday morning while sitting in church. (That was always my fear.) My hubby kicked it into high gear while I meandered into the shower. We arrived at the hospital around 8 ish and she was born at 7:46 that night. Three weeks early, 7 lbs 4oz ,and a ton of reddish hair. Wow, I knew I wanted to be a mom, but I just didn't have any idea.... The amazement of looking into my children's faces and seeing bits of me and Wayne looking back is beyond words. I cannot even begin to describe the love I felt for her that day. Somewhere deep in my heart she reached. Awakening a love that had never been felt. It now consumes me and I will never be the same. Just before I left our house for the hospital, I was standing in the hallway heading out to the garage. I can remember having this monumental thought as if it were yesterday. I stopped and looked around. It hit me. This oversized house that Wayne and I had shared alone was never going to be the same. Our life as we knew it was never going to be the same. It was a blessed change. I will always know and understand "a mama's love".

Lauryn Alexis - you were the one that gave "mama" meaning to me. I love you so much. Thank you for all the happy moments. You are truly our gift from God. Always walk with Him. You are a wonderful daughter and great big sister. Happy Birthday, my big girl!

Late night ramblings

2007-11-28T21:43:00.000-08:00

I sauntered out to the barn tonight. Hands shoved deep in my pockets, head down I really wasn't in to this. This wasn't the moment for an evening walk especially to the barn. I had managed to avoid the barn since Saturday and when my sick husband informed me he hadn't fed the animals tonight - right after I had dressed for bed - I wasn't feeling the love. But truly feeling sorry for his miserable state I didn't put up a fuss. I did ,however, put it off for awhile and then I headed out. I opened the door of the darkened barn and immediately headed for the hay. It was just out of habit as I have done for the past 7 yrs., but I stopped short as the sick feeling hit me -- He's gone. No whiny. No clomp clomp as I would usually hear when you knew someone opened the barn door or no loud clang as you leaned against the stall door. My barn is dead without you Luck. I knew this would be difficult, but I kept telling myself it was just the thing to do. I have so much to do and so little time I didn't want you to be neglected. But even when I couldn't ride - you were there to remind me that dreams do come true and the site of you kicking up your hooves, rolling around or just standing there in all your black beauty was good for my soul. I know you are in good, loving care and I can visit whenever I want, but I miss you.

The Story of "Luck"

Eight years ago I was in the depths and despair of infertility. Six years of infertility. Three surgeries, months of drugs, appointments, tests and a host of baby showers to attend left me at times pretty discouraged to say the least. I will interject that I never hated attending the baby showers - I really was happy for the parents. It was just emotionally draining. I was just so hoping that one day it would happen for me. It was early 1999 and I was recovering from my latest laparoscopy. The time frame for which the Dr. had given for conception to occur after the surgery had come and gone. I wasn't pregnant.

For as long as I can remember I have loved horses. I was the girl that had 101 horses in my room.- all shapes and sizes. Calendars. Pillows. Notebooks. Breyers. Whatever is was is was better if it had a horse on it. The dreams I would have.... The several times I went riding as a kid linger in my mind as if it were yesterday. My mom subscribed to Country magazine. I would eagerly take it upon arrival and look at every picture from front to back - transposing myself there - with my horse and barn.

So, I decided. I'm not going to have children - I'm going to buy a horse. I found an ad of interest. It read "registered Quarter Horse" - what I wanted. I went to see him. I fell in love with his eyes. There was just something about the eyes - I could see his heart through his eyes. I rode him and all went well and we decided it would be best if we built the barn first. The owners did tell me that someone else was interested as well, but me being me knew that if it was supposed to be he'd be mine. The next month when the paper came out I hurriedly searched the ads to see if he was still listed. To my grave disappointment he was not and I was heartsick. The following month I had a twinge of hope as I just thought I'd look and he was there! I convinced my doubting husband it was definitely a sign and wanted to go see him again. This time I took my horse savvy friend - Rena. I wanted to make sure it wasn't infatuation and get a second opinion. OK - long story somewhat shorter. I bought "Pastor's Lucky Kid" - "Lucky" aka "Luck" (Lucky is after all a puppy with black spots). We boarded him until our barn was done. I was having the time of my life - me and my dream - come - true. After one month of ownership of my dear "Luck" I found out I was pregnant with my miracle baby - Lauryn Alexis. Dreams do come true! I don't believe in luck - just in case you are wondering, but I do believe God's timing and plan are perfect. So, think what you will, but I know that God gave me Luck from a lady named Hope and just when I thought I couldn't be happier - He sent me a miracle from Heaven - and I was.

Luck is currently being leased out to my cousin Ashley - who dearly loves horses. Hopefully I'm helping a dream come true. I know they will have wonderful days together and someday I think he will come back home, but for now I'm just a little sad. I feel better for getting it all out -- thank you for letting me cry all over the keyboard.

Weekend Getaway

2007-11-18T09:13:00.000-08:00

We headed to Tennessee after Wayne finished a busy morning at work Friday. I was - again- packed and ready to go when he pulled in the drive. Way to go - me! I may be improving, but so far from ultra-organized.

We took this trip to spend some time with my family before my cousin, Steve, leaves for Kuwait. He's in the Army and is being deployed in January. His family, parents, my family and mom all went to Pigeon Forge, Tn and stayed in a beautiful cabin. I was amazed at all the Fall color. And leaving this morning it was a balmy 62 degrees. It was a great weekend. I love this time of year. I know I have friends that I'll be sending their Christmas card to Gulf Blvd one of these days, but one of the best Christmas' was spent in the Smoky Mountains. Upon waking Christmas morning the snow was drifting down transforming the cabin and mountain to a winter wonderland! I'll take my "tender Tennessee Christmas" (and Thanksgiving) any day. I just love it here and am so glad we got to spend this Fall weekend before Thanksgiving here.

We went on a Trolley Tour of the Christmas Lights. Pancake Pantry was visited. Laser tag was enjoyed by Wayne, Lauryn and Steve. A lot of fun was had at the Track. Nightly games at the cabin were fun and Paul and June's cabin breakfast Sunday morning was a big hit. I love ya family - thanks for the memorable weekend. Steve you will stay close to our hearts while you are away.

Life after death

2007-11-14T06:41:00.000-08:00

The death was the computer - the life that goes on is ours. Stunted as it may be we have recovered. I will be bold enough to say that it was one less thing to distract me and I could probably manage without one, but it wouldn't be a preferred method of existance. I, after entering the Blog world, have experienced a renewed and in some cases all new closeness to friends I would otherwise not be in contact with. I bank online and would hate not having that so handy. And then there is the abundant resources - shopping, research, etc. available at your fingertips. So, we have a new computer and I have returned. I am among the living, although, there are those that would consider it not living without their computer :o)

OK - I saw this email the other day about the Bible in 50 words and it is probably how I should go about letting you know what's been going on around here. We'll see how it goes - you know how wordy I like to be.

Ghost and Goblin run - fun. Lauryn's first 5k!

Fall party. Thank you Brian and Janella! We had a great time.

My "M&M" bobbing for apples.

My little pink Poodle.

Wayne shot a deer bowhunting. Way to go Wayne!

Do you see those antlers?? Well, he couldn't and what he thought was a doe ended up being a 6 pt. So now -- what you're supposed to say is -- "that's going to be some good eatin'!" :o)

Weekend trip to Pennsylvania with my mom. Enjoyable. Great Fall weather and color.

Soccer awards. Good job Lauryn!

Family in to visit - yeah!

I am so in love - just look at that face. You are a cutie - Carson!

Dog breeding. What a challenge! Meet the "stud" - Teal. He's a gentle giant.

Work. Work. Work.

School. School. School.

A Great Thought for a Monday

2007-10-22T09:32:00.000-07:00

I was sitting at my piano (I think this is where some of my best devotions take place) and came across this ~

The cross that He gave may be heavy, But it ne'er out-weighs His grace;

The storm that I feared may surround me, But it ne'er excludes His face.

The cross is not greater than His grace, The storm cannot

hide His blessed face; I am satisfied to know

that with Jesus here below, I can conquer every foe.

Coming out of a very busy work week and non-stop weekend I needed these words. Some days circumstances, people, obligations are heavy on our shoulders. It is such a relief to know His grace is greater.

Wish I had time for more but I've got a ton of stuff to catch up on. I hope you have a great Monday.

John Deere Green

2007-10-18T19:49:00.000-07:00

A group of men were standing outside of the church house one lovely Sunday morning when one commented to my husband - Oooh, I like your belt. Were did you get it? He replied with - "the only place I shop, Tractor Supply". And that is not far from the truth. I just love my Wrangler wearin' , TSC-shoppin', Hoochie Mama man! So, I got home from work tonight and found that my man went shoppin'. There's nothin' like John Deere Green. We're from the country and we like it like that :o)

Our neighbors had their Fall Party last night and we were invited. We enjoyed some great Bluegrass music from Rum River Blend, a hay ride, and bon fire. We're from the country and we like it like that. We had a good time.

I have a new hat. I found it in my truck. I like it, but if the rightful owner comes forth I will give it back..... maybe. Does it look familiar to anyone? I'll bring it to the camp out tomorrow night. Hey! Did you notice my new shirt??

That's all for now folks~

Weekend Getaway

2007-10-15T19:14:00.000-07:00

What a great weekend! We are so blessed to have so many wonderful, close friends. And can you believe 24 of us spent the weekend together in a big house in Gatlinburg?! The house is still standing and I believe the friendships stronger. I drove away from the "big house" thinking - wow! - that was so great - to have such friends that make you proud of the way you believe and live, to know that they are traveling the same path and reaching for the same goal.

My favorite part was the feeling I have just being with good friends - hiking, biking, eating, gaming, horseback riding, devotions and laughing. I loved it all. God gave us a beautiful, safe weekend. He blessed us with protection and returned us safely home to our children. Thank you grandparents for taking such good care of the kiddos. You all are the best. Thank you, my friends, for a memorable time. May God bless us all, keep us strong and shall we always be undefeated examples of grace.

Now can we pause a moment to have devotions? Yes, devotions. Take just a minute if you haven't already. I need to unburden my soul. Lest someone think I'm neglecting my duty I need to share my devotional. We - my husband and I - were assigned Sunday. The couples left at different times of the day and were not in the same place at the same time - unlike the other days. So, for our friends that missed it Sunday morning (and anyone else that is interested ) here is the second session. And by the way - Janella and Michele your devotions are worth repeating. You blessed me by your reminders of the promises of God. Post them.

Two thoughts kept pounding in my head. #1 The power of my friends. #2 The power of choice. So, not being able to get away from either thought I wanted to share them both and hope they come out in some organized fashion.

I want to let you know the fellowship we share means so much. I can't tell you how blessed I feel to have friends that are taking the same road as I. This is where I feel at home. I want to fellowship with you, I want my kids growing up being friends with your kids. I want to pray for you. I want you to pray for me. I have confidence in you. I realize that not everyone has this blessing of so many close friends and I just want you to know I am so thankful. I know I have a responsibility to you and I don't want to fail you in this area.

Romans 15:1,5

We then that are strong ought to bear the infirmities of the weak, and not to please ourselves.

Now the God of patience and consolation grant you to be likeminded one toward another according to Christ Jesus.

We are to lift one another up. When one is weak or has a burden - lift a hand and a prayer. It is humanly easy to find fault with each other. To think and presume the worst is what often happens. "Oh, she didn't even speak to me!" "Did you see that look she gave me?" We girls are so often to blame for such thought - it is just the woman thing to do. Which leads me to thought #2 - The power of choice. We can choose to think the best of each other. What if that look is one of burden and hurt?? Think good - the best of others. Bear the infirmities of the weak. The God of patience..... We have the power of choice. We can choose to be a blessing to each other or we can choose to hurt and tear apart. The choice we make will take us closer to our destination. Where are we going? We can choose which way to go. The paths are very different with the end results as drastic. One choice can make such a difference. This is so true in our every day life with our spouses as well as our friends. I will leave you with some words by one of my favorite writers - Debi Pearl. This thought changed my life. I hope you are in a place where it can have the same effect on you. I have proven that you can choose to be happy. Debi is writing about her 35 yr. successful marriage.

Our delight in each other did not happen because he is the perfect man, or because he "loves me as Christ loves the church," of because he is "sensitive to all my needs." It didn't happen because he takes the trash out, or cleans up after himself, or has always made a good living, providing me with all the things most women take for granted. It didn't happen because he is a strong spiritual leader and always does the right thing. It happened and continues to happen because of the choices I make every day. I never have a chip on my shoulder, no matter how offended I have a right to be -- and I do have reasons to be offended regularly. Every day, I remember to view myself as the woman God gave this man. Live with thanksgiving, forgiveness, and joy, and enjoy all moments as if they were your last. Someday, soon enough, they will be.

Choose to be a good friend. Choose to be happy!

Love, wl.

Chaplain, Naughty Nurse and a Monte Carlo

2007-10-05T17:39:00.000-07:00

Chapter 2

Wow! At this rate I will never finish this book. OK -- This is going to be the condensed version. Stick with me and I'll go fast. I'm the nurse. Parking at our hospital is a major problem right now. A parking garage is under construction. Many employees are parked off site and are shuttled in - it's that bad. It is nothing for me to spend 10 minutes just looking for a place. Now those of you that know me realize this must have been an exception to my standard but I was running it close (to clocking in on time). The morning air was crisp, the birds were chirping cheerfully and I was ready to ram some BMW with my big truck and just make a place where there wasn't one. I didn't. But......what I did do brings my head down between my knees and color to my cheeks. The chaplains parking place was empty! I thought ..... she must not be coming in today...... I'll come back and move my truck after I go in and see how busy things are..... I'll be the chaplain today..... I'll minister to my patients and after all the chaplain will show a Christ-like attitude and not key my truck for parking in her spot. I took it. Made it into work and we were so busy! At my late lunch I ran out, moved the truck and found a place a mile away! Sitting down to inhale my lunch - who should come into the lunch room -- the Chaplain!! She sat down across from me. I immediately turned as red as Bob the tomato and probably sounded much like my 2 yr when she's been caught with her hand in the toilet. She calmly asked -- Do you have something to tell me?? With a grin on her face and a twinkle in her eye, I was no less embarrassed. She said I didn't believe it. When they said it was you -- I said there must be another one by that name. And then I thought - you must have been in some pinch. I told her my lame excuses. Promised her chocolate. Confirmed that the truck had been moved. And still felt so bad and even more after she told me she was going on vacation and I could have her parking spot during that time and she would inform security. I have known her for years and she is a very cool person, but this was a sentence of guilt. Enough of that -- you get the picture.

Coming back from parking my truck - legally this time - a blue Monte Carlo S.S. pulled in front of me. I took note immediately for it looked so much like the car of my dating years with my man - so many moons ago. Yes, it is the moonlit nights that I remember in that car....... I digress. I yell, "Hey"! The lady - somewhat shocked and amused at a nurse flagging her down in the parking lot - stops. There is a "For Sale" sign in the window. Short ending to a long, long ( the least of which not being the woman crying so hard at the bank upon signing over the car that my husband tried to talk her out of it) story -- we are once again the owners of a blue, 1984 Chevy Monte Carlo S.S. I feel 17 again! We've looked for one of these for several years. Was sin committed here? Was it meant to be? I'm sorry Mrs. Chaplain, but I'm really glad we found the car.

Happy Birthday

2007-09-30T19:51:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday to the best mom and grammy in the world!

We can't even begin to tell what you mean to us. We thank you for all you do. You are the meaning of love and sacrifice. We hope you have a wonderful day (and many more throughout the year). Hugs and kisses! We love you! You are the best!

Where to begin....

2007-09-26T16:08:00.000-07:00

Hello. My name is ..... I used to blog. And now I'm suffering Blogger withdraw. I know no other way to combat this debilitating disease than to BLOG. So, I'm here to tell of moments of fame and misfortune, wonder and surprise. Whatever.... Here's what's up.
You know those little exercise balls for hamsters - well I've been stuck in one. Without a laptop I might add. My little ball is off the stand so I actually go places - spinning and at high rates of speed.
I might have to divide this book up into chapters. I only get several breaks from my "ball" and then I have to get back in and spin.
Chapter 1
We went to a financial seminar the wknd after getting back from Colorado. It was held at our church camp. My spending conscience is definitely fine tuned now. Mr. F. did a great job. We consider him a good mentor. Oh, and by the way, Janella we broke into your room. The room we were to stay in was not unlocked. So, we went down the row of rooms until we found one open. Your hospitality was unbeatable. Thank you!
So, between my dear friends that are followers of Dave, the financial seminar, and the words of the financial advisor that I share a bed with - my racing bike is so on hold. That will be covered in another chapter.

I'm Tagged

2007-09-24T16:36:00.000-07:00

OK -- 7 things about me.

1. I was married at the mature age of 18 yrs.

2. I'm still in love with that man I married really... he still makes my belly do flip flops.

3. I would rather clean a horse stall than do inside house work.

4. Most days I'd rather play a game of softball, tennis, basketball, volleyball, etc. than shop.

5. I would rather clean a toilet than go shopping with my offspring. That may be a slight exaggeration, but some days is the absolute truth.

6. I love good friends, family, and food - especially together.

7. You have no idea how long it took me to come up with this.

I'm tagging - Kim S., Heather L., Martha G., Martha C., Candy, Sis E., LaDonna. Go girls - you're it!

The Ultimate Souvenir

2007-09-09T15:04:00.000-07:00

When we were in Colorado the girls and I had quite a bit of free time. We were invited one day over to Jodi's house to put up some of that infamous Olathe Sweet corn. I was hoping to get to go over, but due to the guys coming home for lunch and church that evening didn't get over to her place. I was so disappointed thinking about how nice it would have been to have some of that great tasting corn from my mountain country in the middle of the winter -- I went out and bought a case of it. Lauryn, Brooklyn and I managed to get it all done that evening. The next night I bought another case. We did ~ 8 dozen. We had fun doing it and it was so good this afternoon for lunch! Yum, yum! (This afternoon happens to be two Sundays ago! I wrote this but didn't have the pictures uploaded. I'm tryin' to catch up. You thought I had headed back to Colorado didn't you?)

Home at last

2007-09-02T21:15:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry for the abrupt stop to the updates. Somehow, somewhere I was overtaken by the mountain way of life. I turned into a backwoods mountain woman who knows nothing of blogging, cell phones or modern life in general. I became a naturalist, a mountain woman keeping house and cooking for her man when he returns from the woods after a hard days hunt. Carin' for my children and taking them on hikes to cool streams for relief on hot days and then showin' them how to put up food for the winter and then observing them become little mountain kids themselves -- gathering eggs and tending to the farm while the men were away.

The short version (non wordy - makes my editor happy).

We are home.

The big elk still roams the mountain.

Long version (wordy - makes me happy and gives me a sense of relief).

We had a great time, although my husband went into some post hunting anticlimactic withdrawal from which I think he recovered as soon as he set feet on his own property and slept in his own bed - away from the lure of the mountains and the beast that resides there.

The hunters were able to call in several elk throughout the week with his handy dandy elk call - better known as the Hoochie Mama (see earlier post Elk Hunting 101). The big bull decided there were hotter cows in the forest and gave up my man for them. If you can believe that - I found it incomprehensible. They saw four bear during the week - I am thankful the bear gave up my man for tastier fare.

We left the Western Slope Friday and went to Jason and Joanna's (Jason is Wayne's cousin). They live in Wetmore, Colorado in the backyard of San Isabel Mountains -- absolutely beautiful. It was so nice to visit with them. We had a great time as they took us to Bishop Castle, the surrounding mountains, a lake and hangin' out with them around their house. The "mile high pizza" Joanna fixed and the campfire dinner Jason served was true mountain hospitality. It is so nice to get to spend time with family we don't get to see often enough. Jason, Joanna, Jessie, Josh, and Juniper -- we'll miss you and your mountains.

So, we left our family Sunday morning and drove and drove and drove and listened to Bro. Stroup at Franklin Bible Methodist Church as we drove and drove and drove. We reached Columbia, Missouri around 11:30 and bedded down for the night in a comfy, clean room with hot, running water! Monday we drove and drove and drove and reached Horseshoe Bend Rd. @ 6:30 p.m. I love my house. I love my bed. I miss my mountains.

I get this feeling in the pit of my stomach as we head toward the Kansas line in eastern Colorado. It feels as if I might get sick. I crane my neck looking out the back window staring at the great mountains until they flatten into the horizon only to be sketches in my memory until next year when I eagerly await their reappearance in living color as we head back to my wild West.

(Camo-wearin', Hoochie Mama-laden, beast hunter at my side. Rocky Mountain Elk - WE'll BE BACK)

My Shot

2007-08-27T11:05:00.000-07:00

I am the only one that has shot something so far. I was driving back to the house when I saw these two deer neer the road. Being from whitetail country I realized a small mule deer could look big to me, but I kept thinking that rack was really big. When I showed the pic to the guys they couldn't believe it -- they thought it was pretty big, too. Guess I'm the one that should have had the bow. No, I think I'll stick to the camera -- less mess.

Sunday in the Wild West

2007-08-26T17:11:00.000-07:00

OK maybe I don't get out enough, but I'm bettin' you didn't see this at your church today.

A gun-slingin', Bible-carryin', church-goin' cowboy. And yes, I did ask him if I could take his picture. (After I asked some of the church people if they thought he'd mind -- after all he did have a gun!) He said - humbly - "I don't know who would want a picture of me" -- little did he know... I thought it was just so cool. I told him we had some guys back in our church that would appreciate it. I was thinking of you Merl and Shane :0) Go buy a holster and come out west! Check out their church. Thought it was pretty cool too. A log church!

Oh, and by the way we did attend our church via the www. I am just so proud of our people. As we were naming you all off to Mike I realized how much I would miss you all if we ever followed this hankerin' we sometimes feel.

A family from the church invited us to lunch. I went to high school with Jodi. Thank you for a wonderful meal! You went to too much trouble! We really enjoyed your hospitality.

After lunch Mike took us to the Black Canyon of the Gunnison. This is not far from the church. These pictures will not give justice to the canyon. You will only have to imagine the _____ I cannot even think of a word. ______ I'm having trouble. What about reverence? In all honesty you cannot help but feel reverence for its beauty and vastness. This canyon is in the middle of flat meadow areas. You have no idea its there. And then the earth just opens up. Jagged rock walls cradling a roaring stream. The stream is only a mere 2000 ft. below. You are left standing in awe at God's handiwork. How great Thou art -- when I in awesome wonder consider all the works Thy hands have done!

Wayne is very aware of the reality of 2000 ft. I on the other hand figure what is the difference. If I fall from 2 stories vs. 2000 ft. -- they both would probably kill me. He was a little unnerved by the whole view concerning the girls. He didn't want Brooklyn even on the lookout area. That thought made us both sick to our stomachs. There were open areas that didn't have railing -- dropping straight down!

Mike did this just for Wayne -- who was incidentally in the truck with Brooklyn at the time. He said he had seen enough. Mike climbed out on this narrow rock to pose. When we got back to the truck and showed him he just shook his head and said "He's crazy!" I told Mike he better not fall -- there was no way I was calling Kim up and telling her. He didn't!

Here may be the reason why Wayne hasn't gotten the big elk. Maybe they are as smart as the deer. Hiding behind the no hunting signs! Colorado deer are pretty clever. Love this picture.

We made it!

2007-08-24T19:13:00.000-07:00

The motel we stayed at last night had some cool wild west memorabilia used in there landscaping.

It was in the 50's this morning when we headed out. To say the least we were in shock. Although none of us resorted to sweatshirts. I guess the steamy 93 degrees that we had endured the day before had left a lasting impression.

Met some Harley riders travelling from east Texas. Of coarse we had to stop and chat because even though we do not own one, close friends do and we just feel like we have a common thread. Here's for you Randy, Paul and Merl.

To get the full effect of these little west towns you must mingle with the people and go to locally owned eateries. For example - The Village Smithy in Carbondale. Jerry S. knows exactly where this town is. I love Mt. Sopris.

We reached Mike and Kim's around 3:00 p.m. (Ohio time). We miss Kim and the kids as she is away with her brother who is near the end of a fight with cancer.

We've been to eat and to the grocery. Wayne has his license to hunt the big elk. And, we are going to bed soon . Plans for tomorrow include Mike and Wayne awaking at 2am to head out to the mountain to get the big bull. Wayne passed up these today....pasturing in a neighbors field. I think he might have been drooling..... Wayne..... nothing gets to a man like a big rack!

The girls and I are taking it easy. We may get out and explore the little town of Paonia. Talk to you later. I'm going to bed. I am one tired pioneer.

Almost there

2007-08-23T21:55:00.000-07:00

We came across this around 7:30 p.m.

And now three of us are sleeping soundly in our roomy accommodations located in Idaho Springs, Colorado. We are now surrounded by mountains. The air is cool and clean and I am feeling at home in a place that renews my spirit each time I visit. I have missed these mountains and this fresh air. It has been two years and I am ready to relish the tranquility and bask in the beauty. Oh beautiful -- the spacious sky and mountain peaks you greet me with the kiss of a long awaited sojourner. I have returned to the hills from wince cometh my strength!

We are 3 hours from our final destination - Paonia, Colorado. We'll be staying with friends, Mike and Kim, Katie and Hunter. We are almost there. Hang in there Brookie. I fear she is thinking her carseat will be fused to her rear end by the time we reach our destination. Time for me to hit the sack too. See ya tomorrow.

On the road again...

2007-08-23T07:05:00.000-07:00

We stayed just outside of St. Louis last night. Not a bad first day on our way to the wild West. Not a problem with Indians, wild animals or our horses. On the contrary our "campsite" was equipped with two comfy beds, hot water and high speed Internet. Wow - can you imagine the look on Louis and Clarke's faces. We're such whimpy pioneers demanding another room if we found conditions to be beneath our expectations. Tragic and unbearable living conditions such as odors, small insects and peeling wall paper. Perspective and relativity...I guess.

Elk Hunting 101

Hoochie Mama : a cow call; a device used to mimic the call of a cow (female elk); or as Wayne put it -- the sound of love calling to the big bull (male elk). This is hand held and you simply depress it to get the desired sound of love. As opposed to the Hot Lips call that you actually keep in your mouth.

So, to put it all together. You're out in the mountains (because that is where elk live - you wouldn't want to try this in the backyard - although, Martha, you might scare the rooster to death ?? PRIMOS.COM) You depress the Hoochie Mama and the big bull hears it - comes running because he is looking for some hottie cow chick. He is extremely disappointed when the only thing he finds is some oddity that looks like a tree holding a Hoochie Mama and a big bow.

And that, is the purpose that drives us west. The "hunt". The instinct. The reason we are at the top of the food chain. We are the hunters not the hunted. As natural as nurturing is for we mothers is the "hunt" for most men. When the first hint of fall drifts through the air my man gets this far away look in his eyes. The bows and guns are ready. Practice has been made perfect. The lures, calls and attire are in order and the "hunter" emerges to take down his prey like some mighty warrior that is haled as provider and protector of his tribe.

You can have your soft-handed, fresh smellin' "Ralph Lauren" who buys his meat at Krogers and I'll take my camo -wearin', primitive man (who incidentally shops for clothes at Tractor Supply). I'll go with him (he who has been know to return from the woods smelling like doe urine) 3000 miles to hunt down that 800 lb. hairy mammal. Take it down with a bow and arrow and bring it home to his family. How can I not let him hang his trophies on the wall?

Meet me in St. Louis

2007-08-22T15:12:00.000-07:00

We're headed West! Could I have every one's attention for just a moment I have a quite an announcement. For the first time in the history of our child rearing years of marriage I was ready and waiting for my husband to leave for vacation. This is quite an event. In fact, I was doing the Icky Shake in the driveway when he pulled in. Hooray for me and Lauryn - who was a big help. And, Brookie -- let's just say the juice poured down your outfit, the crayon to the stove and tidal wave in the tub this morning just confirms it really was a miracle that mom was ready to leave at the appointed time. She is appropriately sleeping at this point -- no wonder - she had quite the eventful morning.

We are making our way around Indianapolis at this point - 6:25 p.m. We left our house ~ 4 p.m.

and have already found our way through two traffic jams. We plan to stop in St. Louis tonight.

Every time we make this trip I am reminded of the pioneers that made this treacherous journey. And here I sit in a big ole Dodge Ram. Cool in spite of the 93 degrees outside -- BLOGGING as we clip along at 65 mph. We have it so easy. Hope you are staying cool. Talk to you later. Rocky Mountains -- here we come. Here Elkie, Elkie. Hoochie mama has your number.

The above pic was taken during last years elk hunt. Several hunters were making their way on horseback by the Lavy bros. campsite outside of Paonia, Co. What a way to go.

Triathlon

2007-08-21T04:09:00.000-07:00

I finished. I so wanted to do better than I did, but there has been a lesson learned and I still have a drive to do better next time.
It started off wrong. Some days you feel as if you can whip the world -- that day I felt as if the world had already whipped me (before I started). I just didn't have it. I was nervous. I can't wait until I can do one of these things and not feel as if my belly is going to take flight. I don't know why I get nervous, possibly due to the unknown -- I really don't know, but it takes some energy away that I really needed to conserve.
The grand entrance was my fall into the pool. Yes, I actually fell in! I went to gracefully jump and I slipped on the metal edge making my nervousness skyrocket. Next was - get my goggles in place. I reached for them and when I did not feel them - said "my goggles" only to be reminded by the lap counter - "they're on your head". I wanted to start all over, but there was no turning back. I plunged in and despite the awkward strokes, difficult breathing pattern and oblivion to my injury from the tumble, I made the 500 meters (~1/3 of a mile). The bike was long - 17 miles! Was posted to be only 12 miles! Bad joke. There was a big part of me that wanted to quit. And for those of you that know me well - know I don't quit. I went from the bike to the attempted run. And this is where I truly become frustrated. I know I audibly expressed it at one point when I just couldn't make my legs run. The muscles became so tight and heavy that I had to resort to a power walk. So power walk I did, interrupted by short runs that would end in frustrated gyrating until the last leg of the race. And then you dig deep and find any and all droplets of energy left - pull them together and attempt something more than a walk. You must run across the finish line. The race ended at a stadium. No it was not finished at the stadium. You had to take one lap in the stadium! I initially turned into the stadium and headed directly to the finish only to be rerouted to the long way around. That was a long lap, but I managed to stay in a forward motion that was little more than a walk. The finish line was still up. That was a plus. I thank God for the ability to put one foot in front of the other and the strength to finish this goal of mine. It really was a great feeling. I was disappointed that I didn't do it faster, but it hit me that if I would have kicked hiney that day I wouldn't appreciate the outcome as much as when I do! This is something that is not accomplished overnight or even in a few short months. These people are trained athletes that have a drive and passion much like mine, but have the hours and hours of disciplined training to show behind their success. So, back to the trench work... Thank you, my friends and family -- my roaring crowd -- you are the best. My Lauryn, Mom, Michele and Sarah thanks for your encouraging support. Thank you to my (self-appointed) trainer - husband - you let me have some time just for me. And Shane, Mark and Ken... Let's just say they hold a high standard for performance. They are remarkable athletes and thank you for letting me know that I did accomplish something great.
We are leaving for Colorado tomorrow. So hope you're ready for the trip -- I'm taking you with me. I should have plenty of time to blog - around 22 hours of driving (riding :o) I'm looking forward to just relaxing without alarms and obligations. Well, I've got to run. I have some packing to do. The day is blessed -- enjoy!

Trying to catch up

2007-08-16T21:48:00.000-07:00

Wow! This summer is almost gone. I can't believe it has gone by so fast. One of these days I'm going to plant my feet deep in the dirt, cross my arms and not move and just insist time slows down. So -- here's my feeble attempt to do some catching up.

My baby is now 2 yrs. old!

Where did the time go? You were just a little chubby baby. And, then "blink" -- you're running out the door to play, help daddy or go see the kitty. You are our busy girl -- always on a mission. You make us laugh. I love your dancing eyes and your endless energy. I see my love of life reflected in your eyes. I love you, Brookie.

The story of Brooklyn Elise to follow...

My Lauryn has a new favorite past time...

And just in case you're wondering -- yes, the enclosure is up. This was taken minutes after her and dad assembled it. I really liked it until I felt as if my insides were going to leave my body. I'm not sure which way they would have exited, but I'm fairly sure it would not have been pretty either way. Kinda reminded me that I'm not twelve anymore and that maybe birthing a nine pounder baby could have possibly left a mark! I guess I've just got to figure out how to work up to it or take the thing back. I can't have it just sitting there glaring the fact that I'm an old, debilitated woman! Any ideas let me know.

OK -- I apologize for the flight of thought, but 1:30 in the morning after working 12 hours may have something to do with it. Oh, by the way -- here I go -- we had a little girl come in tonight who had broken her arm on a trampoline. WTG -- pediatric nurse! Have I mentioned my kids ride 4 wheelers, too?! Not a popular subject to get on when I'm at work. I pray.... a lot.

Back to where I was going when.... You get the point. I have been swimming. Like so much I can see my arm and back muscles growing and my skin stays wrinkly and I now have gills. Not really, but yes, a lot of swimming. I have concluded that if I were supposed to breath and swim at the same time I should have been born with gills. Swimming long distances is strenuous. Strenuous means heavy breathing. And heavy breathing is hard to accomplish underwater!! I have cracked myself up. I have felt like kicking myself off the side of the pool, but the short version of the story is I can do it. It may not be smooth. It may not be pretty, but I can swim over 5oo meters without stopping more than a turn around. This is big for me and I beg the pardon of you that are saying big whoop right now.

Have you guessed it? Swim. Bike. Run. Yes. Triathlon. This wknd! I only hope to finish and finish strong. If I do I'll fill you in.

BTW -- I do not ride with my saddle on my bike. Wayne had taken the saddle out of the truck and flung it over the bike. I thought it was very clever. After all, my saddle beats the bike seat any day -- bottom down :o) I had to capture the image.

Goodnight for now -- Wait -- Good morning! Have a great day! We are so blessed! Enjoy the wknd.

2007-08-05T19:16:00.000-07:00

The breeze speaks relief, the surrounding sounds and smells comforting. I coast along enjoying it all. Then, it happens. Gradual but unrelenting. What once was a leisure now is a painful attempt to maintain forward motion. Scenery that was once floating by now halts as I appear to be handicapped by the steep incline barely inching forward -- but forward none the less. Refusing the whines and moans of aching muscles I force every ounce of energy from my neck, arms chest and abdomen down. Down to the screaming legs leaving my upper body free of strain. And then with all the borrowed strength the legs take over. Revolution after revolution they empower. Ignoring the pace of the scenery I look down and I see the small pebbles in the asphalt -- a blur-- confirming forward motion! I find new determination. Not looking at what is to come or how far I am from the top, I just focus on the blurry pebbles. One by one passing them -- I've got that much behind me. Pebble by pebble. Forward. Sweat. Pain. Forward. My last post I left you hangin' in the middle of my week. It was a day off at the hospital which means a day of work at home catching up on all that has been needing attention while you where away working. So with the laundry started and the house in a semi orderly state I indulged in some blog time. Who knew it would almost be two weeks before I entered "Blog Sweet Blog" again. Thursday I worked again and that evening went to the grocery store to stock up on some appropriate food for our Homebuilders group we would be hosting Friday night. Not that they wouldn't like grilled cheese sandwiches, but anyways....Friday morning it was a pebble by pebble pace as I looked around at all that needed to be done and how motionless I seemed. I ran to do the usual Friday morning house call to Wayne's grandparents. And returned home to tidy up the house (sounds so much better then major over haul) and prepare food. The evening was an enjoyable one and we find ourselves reminded how blessed we are with great friends. I am the oh, so casual hostess. I get on my last nerve especially knowing what efficient, fashion conscious hostesses and great cooks you all are. Guess if you ever get board with refinement you can pay me a visit. I'll put you at ease and reassure you how great you are with food, entertaining, and home decor. After all, I'm pretty sure I had a Christmas hand towel hanging in my downstairs bathroom that night. And that is so me. Guess I should have been worrying about that instead of blogging. So enough of the detail -- not much for that either. The rest of the wknd -- which was oh, Sat. and Sun., a family reunion - covered dish, birthday party - more food , the portrait studio, family over in the evening, church, over to in laws for dinner - covered dish -- too bad I didn't make mass quantities for the first one I did this wknd. then back to church. Forward. Focus. Enjoy. I look up. I'm at the top. I look back. YES! I made it. The coast is revitalizing. The wind in my face erases lines of worry, dread, and exhaustion. I look around and realize life is good. The blessings around us are out of site when our heads are down and we are only concerned with maintaining the forward motion. Push like there in no tomorrow. Dig down and find some energy, drive, something that will get you to the top. It is close and oh, the bliss and sweet relief. Enjoy the coast. And, get ready for the next climb. We're in this together and it helps knowing we're making it together. The analogy -- my bike ride a couple of days ago.

My "chief editor" told me this was a bit wordy (that is one reason it sat in the draft box for 4 days) -- so, I apologize to those of you that are board with the wordiness and exercise symbolism. That just happens to be where I am right now and that is what is inspiring me. I know some of you hear me and others can't imagine the motivation of sweat and pain. Try it -- you may like it :o)

A Closer "Run" With Thee

2007-07-25T10:06:00.000-07:00

A tall, familiar man stands on the sidelines. I reach out to touch him. Yes, I know those hands and that touch -- my husband. I long to be pulled off the stretch but the current pulls me back. Bumping along I fall over a pile of laundry, break my toe on a baby gate and load the dishwasher. I see two mirror images of myself in differing heights amused at my break-neck speed. They applaud and begin to yell a name I should always be honored to answer -- but it rings in my hears today -- a piercing ring that shatters my senses. I toss one to bed and the other a book. I continue the pace -- babysitters, work, babysitters, home, supper, play, baths, bed -- collapse -- oh... kiss -- goodnight, babe.... Thunder. Baby's cry. No electricity. Candles. No alarm. Cell phone "Tools" -- now we have alarm, no snooze. Late. Rush. Babysitters. Rush. Work. Babysitters. VBS. Dinner (late). Baths. Crash into bed, oh.....kiss blown across the pillow -- goodnight, honey. With the exception of loosing electricity the 2 days that followed were pretty much the same as the aforementioned. Then on the fourth day, after work I drove along with the girls up to youth camp. I so enjoyed seeing the place swarming with kids. We stayed all night and I helped out with some volleyball game refereeing. We made it back that evening in time for the VBS program. The next morning it was off to work again, but without one set of wheels! Wayne was taxi driver -- dropping me off to work and taking the girls to have a fun day with Aunt 'Chele. After working it was a nice evening with friends at Out Back and then to the house for cards. Sunday morning -- relax, enjoy the day of the Lord -- should be, but in reality.... That familiar taller mirror image speaks -- "I 'm supposed to dress up like a dog Sunday" -- she had reminded me the night before, but too tired to be creative -- I thought I'd sleep on it. And, yes, at about 6 am I was inspired. She had a white T shirt. + I have black paint. = One adorable Dalmatian. She won 50 pts for that -- Way to go Lauryn!
The start of my week was just a continuation from Friday minus VBS. Monday evening was a nice break -- I had a friend over and we had plans to relax at a favorite little coffee house. We found the sweetest little sign on the door -- CLOSED SUNDAYS and MONDAYS -- pure joy. Despite the disappointment we found a replacement and enjoyed the night 'midst Brookie's rice art on the floor and occasional squeals of delight and dismay.
Tuesday, yes, I worked again and after picking up my cherubs from my angelic sister-in-law (thank you Buffy!) we headed to soccer practice. Back home it was the dinner, bath, bed combo for Brookie. For Lauryn and I - we had to do chores. Chores done, I, along side Lauryn on the 4 wheeler, ran. It was heavenly. Ten o'clock at night, stars, the smell of fresh cut hay, cool air -- it was just what this worn out mom needed. Sleep came easy and I hardly noticed when my man kissed me goodnight at 2am as he was just getting in bed! Can't leave hay out for the rain to ruin. He's my hero! Such a stud!
Oh, well, I said all of that to say this..... I am crazy! No, and I can hear you now, but really hear me out. I am my worst enemy some days. I didn't even mention that I locked my keys in my truck this week. In reality, Wayne locked them in, but I failed to remove them before they were locked in. Wayne was just getting ready to leave work to unlock it for me so I could go on to work when I found the long lost spare set of keys. These keys have been missing over a year -- a miracle. So back to the reason -- I get crazy, emotional, worried and sometimes tormented, but today I sat down at the piano and I came across a song that has been on my mind lately. This is the way I feel and this is what it is all about. This is survival.

I am weak but Thou art strong,

Jesus keep me from all wrong;

I'll be satisfied as long

As I walk let me walk close to Thee.

Just a closer walk with Thee,

Grant it, Jesus, is my plea;

Daily walking close to Thee,

Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

Walking with God makes my life worth living and not only that but enjoyable. Some days are rough and we forget He's there beside us, but there is a better day around the bend. Some days it is not a walk, but did I mention I love to run....

2007-07-10T19:39:00.000-07:00

I have a friend to thank. We were standing in the bookstore at camp and she pulled a rather over sized paperback book out of the shelf and asked if I had ever read it. I told her no and she told me I should and that it is very good. That was understating it by quite a bit, but keep in mind I'm the excitable sanguine and she's rather cool and collected. So it is no surprise that I have told most everyone that has even cast an eye in my direction for the last two days about this book. Thank you, Heather for recommending it. Now I'm doing you all the same favor. The suspense I can feel it.... First, the things I learned from this book or maybe I should say how this booked changed my life.... I was brought to tears over the love of God. It never hit me that way. God takes us in His arms blesses us over and over again with gifts we hardly even recognize as such when we don't deserve them. Are you listening -- reading? We don't deserve them! We are self centered little punks (pioneer woman you are wearing off on me) who think we are entitled to a good life. When we are not even deserving of the air we breathe. But back to the love. Then I am faced with the love we are to show others. The love God gives us in our hearts to show others that they may see Him through us. This is where I'm spellbound. I find myself blurry-eyed often lately thinking about this. I want to love someone to God. I have been so miserably inadequate at this. Me, who hasn't read a novel probably in a year, took a book about discipline on vacation with me (very weird I know), but who is constantly looking for insight -- finds it in a novel. Thank you God for speaking to me through this. Now go beg, borrow or buy Francine Rivers ~ Redeeming Love off of someone and let me know if I am just being my excitable self of did it hit you the same way.

Love, wl

P.S. I took this picture several weeks ago. It doesn't quite do the evening justice. It was beautiful and after writing this it just seemed to be the right one to post. A gentle reminder of a loving God who gave us a quiet evening in the country with a thin blanket of fog above a flourishing hay field -- depicting such artistry. And reminding us that God sends blessings to enjoy sometimes in unsuspecting places and times -- we just need to open our eyes. (Oh, and I can't forget Luck -- another blessing. I am blessed to have a childhood dream come true -- my own horse.)

Fourth of July

2007-07-04T08:53:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday USA!

In case you haven't taken the time to realize, this is the greatest nation on earth. I am proud to be among the brave, free, and "in God we trust". We are a blessed people.

Thank you God for the privilege of being born, living, and raising my children in the United Stated of America. May I never take such a blessing for granted.

I along with many others will show off my patriotic spirit today. We'll sport the red, white, and blue. Say go USA! And wave the Flag, but I am going to try and see it through different eyes today: the patriot that is on foreign soil seeing the price that is paid for freedom first hand, the Christian imprisoned for living his Faith, the child that is born into slavery.

I hope you all have a wonderful Fourth of July and experience a renewed sense of appreciation for our country and our God.

My country 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty,

Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the

Pilgrims' pride. From every mountain-side Let freedom ring!

My native country, thee, Land of the noble, free,

Thy name I love. I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and

templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.

Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees

Sweet freedom's song; Let mortal tongues awake: Let all that

breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong.

Our fathers' God, to Thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing.

Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light:

Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King!

She did it!

2007-07-01T19:05:00.000-07:00

My "Wild" did it. She took the hand of her timid groomsman and gracefully made their way down the long aisle. Bamboo adorned with Wisteria, a soft breeze whispering and one hundred strange people watching their every move -- they did it! My mother's heart swelled with pride as a very unlikely miniature bride proved her daddy (and others - I'm sure) wrong. Thank you, Jesus, for small miracles. And thank you all, who said a prayer in her behalf.

We (Shannon and I) gingerly sat them down at the back of the outdoor sanctuary. We gave them a little pep talk - ever so careful to maintain absolute calmness. I gave them both a Skittle and instructed Brooklyn to go see Daddy. "Daddy will give you more candy. Play wedding with Michael. Hold his hand. Good girl!" Two big, trusting, blue eyes looked adoringly at her mama and sat forth to make her proud. Then to Michael -- with John Deere tractor in hand, Skittle in chew -- I said go see Mommy and Daddy. His sparkling eyes seem to take me up on the offer. Then joining hands they started down, looking like two angels in the midst of a fairytale setting - a perfect outdoor, country wedding.

AND THEN... my Wild came in contact with her natural instincts and dropped the hand of her handsome beau, whirled on her heal and ran back to mama.

Left standing was a bewildered miniature groom. I breathed...and then I calmly took the hand of the runaway miniature bride. Walked her back to the jilted miniature groom and said "Daddy is right up there. Go see Daddy. Play wedding with Michael." Catching a glimpse of daddy -- courage restored -- wild suppressed -- she took Michael's hand and resumed the march. And then, I knew, she was really going to do it.

I felt like doing a victory dance and high-fiving the usher! Brookie, you and Michael rock.

The show might have been for Sarah and Mark, but you stole it..... we won't tell them. I am so proud of you both.

I want to say a big "thank you to Grammy - my mom for allowing Brookie to have a non complicated morning the day of the wedding. She was oblivious to most of the last minute hustle and craziness her mama was attending to because "Grammy" was there. And Aunt 'Chele - thank you for keeping Brookie entertained and out of the wedding cake up until she was to do her part. (My apologies to the bridesmaids whom Wild might have driven crazy from the derby she was participating in on the squeaky rocking horse.) You two are the best. Thank you !

On a more serious note. The wedding was storybook quality -- and not because I helped -- but because God was smiling on us and blessed us with a warm summer day laced with gentle breezes followed by a breath taking sunset. God is good!

God bless you -- Sarah and Mark! And may this be only the first in a lifetime full of happy days.

For some great pics of the whole day go to (where I stole these pics - thank you K & J) visit Katie and Janella under my Family and Friends.

2007-06-28T08:20:00.000-07:00

These are leftover from the last post. Just some of my favorites around the house.

A few of my favorites

2007-06-26T20:00:00.000-07:00

Here are some of my favorites from the past couple of weeks. For some great camp pics go to Randy and Heather's -- under My Friends and Family. Pics from our camp out with the cousins are on Michael and Beth's. Is this cheating? No -- just some free publicity for my friends :o) My dryer is functioning and I'm seeing a slight decrease in the amount of dirty laundry piled amongst us. Oh, this week is just so busy. I'm helping out with a friends wedding this wknd. By the way the wild one is in this wedding -- please be in prayer. We will need it. I am hoping she surprises us all, but I just have this ... no, I will not go there. Positive thoughts.... positive thoughts. I've got to run, but I have so much to tell. It seems every other event lately has been a "blog moment". We will catch up. Hope you all have a wonderful day. You are in my thoughts. It was great to be with so many of you this past week. Take care.

Hellooooo out there

2007-06-25T19:52:00.000-07:00

Wow! Where do I begin..... I'm still alive. Although, that was in question earlier today. I was taking a big gulp from my water bottle as I was rounding the back of the truck to get in when I aspirated at least half of that big gulp. Out came the water -- spewing all over the street -- and in came no air for what seemed like forever. I survived -- without my dignity intact.
We have been at our church camp this past week. So enjoyable. I know Brooklyn thought this is what she had been sentenced for being such a wild child -- a week long of church. She had a great time, too. It is amazing as you leave the grounds of what was your oasis in a heathen world that you realize life really did go on while you were there. I seem to forget it all when I am there. I love you people that share my life style, beliefs and goals. You make me larger than me alone. Thank you all for being you and being there.
We have been so busy I can't get you caught up right now, but maybe soon. Just a bit from today -- along with Heather I had a ton of laundry. Putting my second load in the dryer I managed to drop a clothes pin down the vent. My little Maytag wild child couldn't be blamed for this one and she didn't have the length in her little arms to get me out of this one. Laundry came to a halt and my man had to disassemble the dryer when he arrived home from work. Fun -- tons of fun. By the way, for a way humbling moment go move your dryer over about six inches. You might find a small fortune. Maybe enough to take a trip to the Dairy Queen.
Gotta run. See ya soon. Pics to follow.

More pics

2007-06-05T20:38:00.000-07:00

Everyone. (Jon you were always good at making stuff. Kids were no exception :o) We would always find the initials J.R. scribbled on the mass of hammered wood he'd been working on. I bet if we looked under the armpit of each of your kids we find J.R.!) Steve you just better brace yourself -- if Taylor is anything like her daddy -- Tattoo where?! We love her bunches. Have no idea what is up with the faces of Wayne and Brooklyn? Daughter like Daddy.

Taylor and Brooklyn. When they were riding around I had visions of them as 16 yr. olds -- uh, oh!

Lauryn and Brittany. They are good pals.

Us Four - Down memory "Avenue"

2007-06-05T18:58:00.000-07:00

Last wknd we ate lunch with my cousin Steve, his wife, Melissa and of course Taylor Rae. Jon and Melissa were also there with their five children. We were born cousins but we grew up like brothers and sisters. It was always "us four" -- my sister, Julia, Steve, Jon and me. We were quite the bunch and never lacked for things to do. I was the oldest, then Steve, Julia, then only six months from her, Jon. We were pretty much inseparable. And, the great times we have had ... along with some hard times, too. Julia died of cancer at the age of 14 yrs. We all miss her and I know a piece of us (four) will always be missing. She was one to do things on her own ... We do wish she could have stayed a bit longer with us. She had so much more living to do -- or so we thought. (I didn't really mean to go there -- so I'll dry it up and move on) We had a great time seeing them. It is not often that we are all together. Life just has a way of setting all new priorities for you as you get older, get married, have jobs, kids, etc. So, yes it was great being with everyone and gettin' close for a picture to freeze another memorable time to be reflected upon later. So here's to "us four"-- I will never forget all the ball games -- little ones again' the big ones, the hours we spent playing church, "office" -- how I insisted upon being the VP... you all played along. Skating, putt putt, milkshakes making cookies, and how many pizza's do you think we made as kids -- Uncle Paul should still think about that "Paul's Pizza Parlor". Trips to the Library to sign up for Summer Reading Club (John and I lasted for an hour, Steve and Julia would read for days). Hunting, biking (for like half days on the Bike Trail), batting cages, beating kids up for each other, beating each other up -- not often. Shoveling snow for money. Mowing grass for money. Going to Dairy Queen to spend our money. You define my childhood. When I think of the good ole days when I was a kid -- I see four skinned up kids having the time of their lives in a white house with a not so big yard on a very busy street in the middle of a busy town. We were living it up and just felt sorry for all the kids that didn't have it as good as we did, because after all we had each other, a family that loved us and imaginations that wouldn't stop short of fun -- and what really matters past that when your a kid. Go love your family.

Thanks for letting my feelings just air out -- I'll be composed for next time.

Having a ton of fun in Lavy country

2007-06-03T14:14:00.000-07:00

Here a Lavy...
There a Lavy.....
Everywhere a Lavy.

We enjoyed Ally's graduation bash at her house yesterday. Congrats to you Ally! We wish you well in all that you do.

And, yes, there were a bunch of Lavys together. So, what starts out as a innocent game of volleyball ends up as a good ole fashion water fight.

Slippin' and a Slidin'

2007-05-31T20:06:00.001-07:00

Slippin' and a slidin'

2007-05-31T19:21:00.000-07:00

Who doesn't like to "Slip and Slide" especially on those hot summer days? Yesterday it was pretty hot and after an hour on the mower I was ready to slip and slide, too. Even Daisy Jo (the dog) got in on the fun. As I looked into one eager, energetic 7 year old face as she begged -- "Mom, come on. You can do it!" -- I thought how fast this time with my girls will go. One day I will wish to have them back at home beggin' -- please, mom do it again! So, while I have the time and my little girls and the energy (lacking at times), I will make that run, dive (like I have no fear of hurting some aged body part) and squeal like a girl as I slip 'n slide through that cold water. The buckets of laughter pouring from two sweet onlookers is worth the shock of cold water on my hot, sweaty body. And the "It's like you're young, Mom" tops it off as I stand there dripping wet. Go buy a Slip 'n Slide. Have some fun and try not to break any bones :o)

Hey! An idea....

2007-05-28T12:00:00.000-07:00

Let's start our own little "Vacation Reviews". Most of us want a lot of the same things out of a vacation -- family friendly, affordable, clean, fun. I would love to hear where you've been. We just might try it out -- who knows maybe you can get a commission for recommending the place. If anyone has a West Virginia camping spot or cabin they would recommend we're interested in meeting up with some people from North Carolina -- we're missing them!
So, lets get the summer started out with a list of hot, Holiness family/couple vacation spots :o) Give us as much detail as you want and if it is easier redirect us to your blog to give us more. Hey, thanks! Looking forward to hearing from you all.
For starters: Indian Rocks Beach, Florida offers a beautiful, safe, family friendly beach (no thongs or topless women spotted). I, however, did snap a pic of one of the local seniors sporting a lovely brown full coverage one piece. I was taking advantage of a Kodak moment only to be interrupted by this grandmotherly type bending over right in front of me picking up what I suppose was a shell of her interest. I took advantage of the moment and got her pudgy little hiney front and center with the spectacular color of the Gulf as the back drop. Oh, well, couldn't resist, but that is what the roomy beach mostly consist of -- seniors and families. A two bdrm, beachfront condo will set you back a little over a grand, but when you consider the options of cooking your own meals and free entertainment that isn't bad for a week of family vacationing. Island Sands is where we stayed you can find it at Beachdirectory.com. I give it 3 stars!

We're home

2007-05-27T12:50:00.000-07:00

We arrived back to the homestead soon after 1:00 a.m. We drove straight through. We didn't have any intention of doing this especially with the wild child in tow, but after leaving the condo at 8 a.m. and making great time through Atlanta realized we could be home around midnight. So, we just kept going and going and seventeen hours later we were home! I miss the beach already, but it is nice to be home in my own bed. All of our furry friends were happy to see us even at 1 a.m. We went to church this morning in spite of our late homecoming. We were all wide awake and ready to go -- guess that is what a week of hangin' out at the beach does for you. Well, it is back to the rush of my life and when I'm feeling stretched to the limit, my wild one has out ran me, my calm one has asked me one too many questions -- I can look at my pictures, listen to the sounds and relive our wonderful oasis from our busy lives. I am so blessed to have enjoyed this fun, safe vacation with my family and friends.

Evening at John's Pass and more

2007-05-24T08:02:00.001-07:00

More vacation

2007-05-23T19:48:00.000-07:00

Wonderful weather, fabulous friends -- we are having a great time. Tonight we went to The Friendly Fisherman at John's Pass for dinner. Don't ask me how the fresh seafood was because I got steak -- which was really good surprisingly at a seafood restaurant. I just have to be in the mood for seafood and I was not. Randy said his crab legs were good and Wayne enjoyed the Grouper. I think we're headed for a game of Rook so I've gotta run for now. Have a great day!

Almost Heaven

2007-05-21T18:55:00.000-07:00

The beach is perfect -- white sand, plunging into clear, blue water. The breeze, the sun, the water is so relaxing. Michele and I both fell victim to the lullaby of the ocean this afternoon as we sat out on the beach. It was a wonderful day. I realize that this week is such an oasis that helps get me through the hectic, rest deprived life I sometimes lead. The last pic is of two very anxious kids -- we had just arrived at the condo and they ran out to the beach.

Ocean breeze,white sand and warm sunshine -- we're on vacation!

2007-05-20T06:00:00.000-07:00

We arrived at Indian Rocks at 2:00 p.m. Saturday. We did our grocery shopping and checked in soon after 4 p.m. Yes, we were in the ocean before I unpacked. It is beautiful! We are waiting for church to start as we enjoy the view from our patio doors -- the magnificent Gulf of Mexico. The waters are very blue today and pretty calm. We are looking for that rare siting of the friendly dolphins -- which we usually see every year. Just wanted to let you know we're here and all is well. Talk to you later. Better go log in to church. Cya there. Hey, Brooklyn wants to sing "Running Over" if someone could request it. Maybe we'll text Merl and see if he will. Have a blessed Sunday.

We can smell the smoke!

2007-05-19T07:31:00.000-07:00

After a loooong day on the road yesterday, we made it in to our clean, comfy room at Hampton Inn in Tifton, Georgia at 7:18 p.m. We were held up in Atlanta for 2 hours related to an accident and then managed to hit rush hour traffic. During this time Randy was graciously thanking Nate for the stomach bug . Nate was sick with it Tuesday night. He recovered just in time to enjoy vacation :o) I hope everyone stays well. Randy was feeling much better after a good nights sleep. We left at 9:00 this morning after having Hampton Inn's finest breakfast. I thought it would take an act of God (or Wayne) to get Brooklyn back in the car seat, but she didn't do too bad. Ten hours in the car is about her cutoff. She and the rest of us were miserable after 14 hours of traveling! So we just crossed into Florida about 30 minutes ago and we can see and smell the smoke of the Florida wild fires. I cannot imagine what it must be like to be fighting that many acres of fire. I have never been around a forest fire of any type. I can't imagine living here and smelling this smell for days. Well, hope you are enjoying your Saturday. Enjoy your green grass -- it is so brown around here. Catch up with you later.

On our way!

2007-05-18T09:47:00.000-07:00

We left this morning at 4:45 a.m. bright and chipper! O.K. maybe Lauryn was the only one bright and chipper. But I went to bed at 2:30 -- I really don't know why I bothered but I thought some sleep was better than none. I think every vacation I have ever taken since I've been married and definitely since I've had kids has started out like this -- last minute cramming. I don't know how to do it otherwise. How do you pack stuff you can't live without a day ahead? Michele was packed Thursday morning. Me? I was putting the last bag in the truck at 2 a.m. Followed by my deodorant and tooth brushes right before we left. By the way we just crossed the Georgia line -- 12:58 p.m. Are you feeling the ocean breezes yet? It took us until now to finally reach 70 degrees -- it was so cold this morning. But don't worry I'll keep you warm with my sunny beach pics. Alright, back to my pathetic self. Wayne says I live life to the fullest -- I pack as much into one minute as possible. Is that the problem -- I am delusional. I feel that I should be able to clean my house, finish the laundry, have school, run by the sitters, drop the library books off, pick up last minute groceries, clean up the truck, and pack all in one day. But that's just motherhood. Oh, well, we're on our way. We still love each other. I had filled the gas tank up -- that was in my favor. Wayne didn't get in the truck to find it sitting on empty. That has been known to happen occasionally. We plan to drive to Tifton, Georgia tonight then be at the condo by 2 p.m., the beach by 2:15! I'll save the unpacking for another minute. Have a great day.

Friends, Feet and Food

2007-05-15T21:42:00.001-07:00

Friends, Feet and Food

2007-05-15T19:59:00.000-07:00

Please someone get that child out of the dryer. She has been in there for over a week! We have been exceptionally busy lately. I have had no time for blogging -- sad. But having clean clothes and dinner for my gang ranks a little higher than updating my blog family. Don't get me wrong you are very important to me and I have missed you. To make it up I'm taking you all on vacation with me. We leave Friday morning for Indian Rocks Beach, Florida. Hope you all can hang out with us. We plan on getting some much needed R&R. To get ourselves in the mode of vacation, taking it easy, pampering -- me and my dear friend Michele treated ourselves today to a spa pedicure at Special Effects Salon and Day Spa. We had a great time. My feet have never received so much attention -- with the exception of a toenail removal when I was a teenager. That was not near the fun we had today. The Salon is located in a huge historical house in downtown Troy and has the natural wood, high ceilings and beautiful staircase. We then had lunch at a hometown deli. It was delicious. Thanks Chele for an enjoyable day!

Picture of the Week

2007-05-05T19:55:00.000-07:00

I found my Brookie helping with the laundry. She looked as if she were posing for Olan Mills. ...my "Wild"....she keeps me on my toes.

Hello.....remember me?

2007-05-05T18:00:00.000-07:00

Wow! What a busy week! It has just flown by and I'm left somewhere in the jet stream blinking and thrown into another day. Please someone help me slow it down. I fear I will blink again and my daughters will be grown, my husband shorter than I and me....well, I don't even want to go there.
For starters my computer crashed last wknd. (Please Mr. Mike heal it or at least save all the pics I haven't taken the time to back up.) So, that made it a little difficult to make contact with my blog world. I do have Wayne's so I have not been totally isolated. Secondly, Wayne worked every evening this week with the exception of Friday -- that makes is hard for mom to have free (blog) time.
Ok -- if my editor were standing over me he'd tell me I was definitely rambling. So, to get on with it.... I want to share something that happened last week. I was at work and was able to attend an inservice. The title -- Prayer in Pediatrics. It was just awesome. Oh, for those of you that don't know -- I am a pediatric nurse. The inservice was given from a Christian perspective and basically encouraged praying for and with our patients and coworkers. I was just about to explode sitting there. There was no way I could just sit there and not testify to the fact that there is power in prayer. I've seen it work and how do people even make it without prayer. I don't know if some thought I had lost my mind, but I feel the Lord just blessed my heart with memories of times past when I (or someone else) had prayed and he had shown His presence. I had to share. I found out there is a Christian Fellowship of Nurses that in joining counts as being part of a professional organization. It was just a great experience and encouraging to say the least.
We spent most of the day at the estate auction of Wayne's uncle Cyrl Welbaum. It was interesting and sad. I know it has to be hard on the family watching the fading away of a house with all of its familiarities. Things that identified "Grandpa's house" now sold to the highest bidder -- one who will never know its treasured sentiment. I would just like to say that Uncle Cyrl will forever be remember in the hearts of his family as one who loved the Lord, his family and the work he did around his farm. One item I bought was a glass pitcher. As I was standing there holding it a grown grandchild of Cyrl's said to me Grandma would sit this on the table with ice water in it. I know that someday that could be my stuff -- if Wayne doesn't make me take most of it to the Goodwill before then -- and it reminded me to live now -- enjoy life, take time to do what matters, live without regrets.

Too busy

2007-04-28T08:53:00.000-07:00

I have officially been informed I am behind on my blogging. Thank you, Paul. I will attempt to keep up. I did let him know my editor accused me of rambling on my last post and consequently never made it to the screen. So, until I come up with something blog worthy I guess Lavy Country will just stagnate. Actually, it is way too nice of a day to spend it on blogging -- even though I do truely enjoy it.I did post some pics from last week. The pictures did not do the rainbow justice -- it was brilliant I will catch up with you all later. Go light your world -- and let us know about it on your blog.

Check out my Slide Show!

2007-04-24T09:58:00.001-07:00

2007-04-23T08:26:00.000-07:00

Saturday is a day we treasure around here -- no school, woohoo!, Daddy's home, (more cheering), and if that's not enough -- the sun is shinning and it feels warm. It is not the crack of dawn but it is morning and I'm busy with inhouse work. (Emphasis on "in") I make special effort to bring the outdoors in -- the windows are open the curtains pulled back. I sneak a breath of fresh country air as I sneak out on the deck to shake a rug. The pull is so great I can hardly stand it. What couldn't wait until the sun is down to finish inside. The sun and warm has been long awaited ar0und here and I want to soak it up. I turn and go back indoors. I make beds, sweep floors, dust, catch a glimpse of Luck munching on grass -- the breeze blowing his mane and tail. I sigh and quicken the pace. Finally, the floors are clean, the toilet sparkling, the toys picked up. And, then it happens. Like horses out to pasture, like a dam breaking -- I am raptured to the outdoors to enjoy the heavenly oasis of my backyard. Warning; the fun seen in these pictures is bigger than appears! Hope you enjoyed your day, too. Sending you all some sunshine from our day.

IHC

2007-04-19T14:35:00.000-07:00

We enjoyed going to the IHC this week. I just love seeing Christians all around town. It is always great to see friends that we haven't seen for awhile and hear the good music and preaching. The patriotic service is so emotional for me -- I believe in being patriotic. I believe it is our duty. You don't have to look far until you realize how blessed we are in America. I am sure we could ask our missionary friends just how nice we have it.

I went to the early service today to hear Bro. Eisenhart -- my dear friend, Michele's dad. The Spirit of God was in the service from the beginning. It was a good one to go to. The message was moving -- the part I got to hear before my "wild" wet through her pants -- onto Michele's lap! I'm so sorry Michele! Leave it to my Brookie to manage a quick exit from a church service. (Last night she kicked three people in front of us and whacked one on the head -- sigh. Guess I won't have to worry about a boy wanting to sit with her for awhile.) I'll have to see the DVD to get the parts I missed. I heard it was good. Thank you Bro. E for your Godly example and delivering your heart. Our family loves you and Sis. E.

I thought about my friends that were not able to be at the IHC this year. I am more in tune to you -- probably through blogging -- I know how you would have loved to be here. And, I was more appreciative of being able to be there myself. I hope you all received a special blessing this week to take the place of it. I missed you all -- Paul and Candy and boys, Marc and Melodie and boys, Philip and Heather and kids, Sarah and kids.

2007-04-16T19:49:00.000-07:00

What a sad day with the news of the Virginia Tech shootings. I cannot imagine.... I cannot comprehend how someone gets to that depth. My prayers are with the students and family members. It is only by the grace of God that any of us survive a day around here -- I guess that is a little on the gloom and doom side of which I usually take no part, but sometimes I wonder. Do you think it is the falling apart of the family and lack of Godly influence that produces such delinquents? It can't help -- I know. I am so glad I am surrounded by friends that have determined not to be another statistic! In times like this when it is easy to get discouraged and think the whole world is going to hell in the fast lane -- I can look at so many of you. My heart is encouraged to know that God makes the difference. He can sustain and keep us from the all too familiar failed marriage, bitter children, and heartache. I know it is not always easy -- it may just seem impossible some days, but it is worth it. Just hang in there! We can't see the big picture, but God knows and He does care. God can use us in ways that we could never imagine if we just trust him. We don't need to understand -- we just need to hold His hand. I am praying right now if maybe there is someone right now that is throwing up their hands just reach a little higher. You'll find your help. Don't give up. Let's stand together and make a difference. Let's keep our families together. Let's love our husbands even when they may not deserve it or we're not in the mood. Let's raise our kids for God. Let the world see the difference. I am praying for you -- Go light your world!
wl.
I was feeling down...

2007-04-14T14:52:00.000-07:00

My "wild". Brooklyn in Gatlinburg trying to get to the go-carts.

2007-04-14T14:45:00.000-07:00

My "calm". Lauryn helped out in Regi's (Daddy's cousin) wedding.

2007-04-14T14:38:00.000-07:00

OSU fans -- of course.

2007-04-14T14:29:00.000-07:00

Let's jump from one extreme to another. We're so ready for our Florida vacation. This is last year in Florida.